Frozen Embers limited release perfumes
Frozen Embers limited release perfumes
The latest House in our Frozen Embers limited edition collection is here: the Lannisters! The family we all love to hate, who aren’t afraid to raise the dead or screw (over) a relative or two to get what they want, and who always make sure their debts are paid, the Lannisters are ruthless, relentless, and unpredictable, and we love them for it.
Cersei: Cersei is a complex, complicated, badass, maybe slightly psychopathic woman whom we all love to hate (or just love). She is, without a doubt, a standalone woman who gives absolutely no fucks about what anyone else thinks of her or her actions, and that’s why we have to respect her no matter what. She’s in the game to win at any and all costs, and she is extremely tough and unyielding, aka, our kind of woman. Her namesake scent, therefore, is herbaceous and spicy, floral and deep, with a helluva lot of power behind it, and unlike any scent you’ve smelled before. Maybe you don’t want to *be* as much of a heartless wretch as Cersei, but I mean, if you could *smell* like that? Men would instantly know that you are not to be fucked with, at all, ever, and women would treat you with reverence. Damn, it feels good to be, or at least smell like, Cersei.
Scent notes: white thyme, black pepper, black jasmine, amber
Jaime: Oh, Jaime. Your loyalty to your sister is inspiring, if a bit creepy and definitely illegal. Your commitment to honor is remarkable, and a large part of us wishes you’d just be with Brienne and call it a damn day. Your scent is everything your sister’s isn’t: woody, musky, exotically spicy and a little bit sweet. And yet, they play off each other so well, it’s almost like they’re… twins. (Had to.) Your charm knows no bounds, and while some people are immune to it, most will swoon at your feet. Even us, although that whole lifelong incestuous relationship does put a bit of a damper on our adoration. Wear this scent when you need to schmooze and exude confidence. Just don’t push any children, even if they catch you in a compromising position.
Scent notes: juniper sage, neroli, patchouli, cedar, saffron
Tyrion: Everybody loves Tyrion, despite his Lannister surname. He’s not like his family; he’s intelligent and sweet and far more caring about people outside of King’s Landing. He might be an imp, but he’s a stand-up guy, even with his love of brothels and alcohol. (We can’t blame him, he is the god of tits and wine after all.) It seems fitting that his scent is reminiscent of old books, sweet fruit, and decadent vanilla, and is completely different than Jaime’s or Cersei’s. Smells like caring. Who needs their father’s love, anyway, when you can team up with some dragons and a woman who is literally burning down the patriarchy, one old dude at a time? That’s way better than staying in your hometown, reading, drinking, and screwing your way through the town. Not that we know anything about that *cough*.
Scent notes: Tahitian vanilla, fig, leather
Liquid Gold: You know the motto: A Lannister always pays his debts. (And that old chestnut about the contents of Lord Tywin’s chamber pot, but that’s been proven to be just a rumor.) No matter what type of debt is owed, be it blood or money, the Lannisters always make good on paying what they owe. Or what they feel they owe. Therefore, a Lannister collection is not complete without some liquid gold. It’s spicy and floral and smells the way luck feels. Bonus: the gold mica inside will leave a subtle shimmer on your skin! Just don’t trust anybody else with your gold because it is YOURS, dammit, and the Lannisters always like to keep things inside the family, or better yet, to themselves.
Scent notes: zanzibar spice, lavender, bergamot black tea
The Mountain: Oh Gregor, you gigantic, zombie guard. You’ve been through so much and killed so many good people, and yet, even you didn’t deserve to end up as Cersei’s monstrous, undead protector. While you probably don’t smell great now what with being poisoned, killed, and brought back from the dead, one can imagine that back in the day you actually smelled quite manly and delicious. That’s why this scent is a little sweet, a little musky, and definitely masculine, with notes of amber, oatmeal, and honey. After all, nobody with the nickname “The Mountain” would be particularly delicate. Just, you know, don’t stick our faces in the fire for saying that. We meant that as a compliment; we aren’t trying to insert ourselves into Clegane Bowl or any kind of fight, thanks.
Scent notes: amber, oatmeal stout, pure honey