Cross into the hall of myths
One perfumer and one writer, the same hands. Each fragrance is bound to a figure from myth, and every material earns its place by standing for something in the story. Poured from the rarest naturals I can find, and labeled with plain honesty.
"This fragrance is one of the greatest fragrances I've ever smelled in my life."
Randall P. · Red Hare"half goddess half cat
a promise of warmth
of sensual grace and quiet power ✨🐈⬛"
Choose the legend that's yours
The blade the Lady offers to the worthy alone. Cold water, cedar, and green stillness beneath the surface.
A mythic warhorse captured in smoke, spice, and battle heat. The charge that never fades.
Sacred sunlight, temple stone, and feline divinity. Nocturnal grace wrapped in golden reverence.
Sun-baked stone and windswept juniper, carried on the primal warmth of oud and castoreum.
A luminous elixir of humidity, bloom, and sacred green light.
A myth still gathering in the deep. Its legend surfaces soon.
Perfume Incarnate.
Ashenfume began as a rebellion. I was tired of perfumes that were overhyped and overmarketed. Scents locked away by collectors and never placed in the hands of the curious. Fragrance should be a shared passion, so I build each one as a legend you can wear. Wrapped in art, history, and lore, poured from the finest materials I can find.
Meet the maker →The finest materials, honestly labeled
When I build an accord to echo an animalic, I say so, always and openly. Never a false claim, under any circumstance.
Rare by nature, honest by vow
The finest materials in perfumery are gathered in small and costly measure, and a few are among the most precious substances on earth. I name the real ones plainly and disclose every accord. Here is a glimpse of the treasures behind the bottles.
Agarwood forms only when the tree is wounded and its heartwood turns to resin in defense. In its finest grades it is rarer than gold, gram for gram. Sourced aged and real, it is the dark spine of Red Hare and Badlands.
Slow-grown Mysore heartwood, long treasured and closely guarded. Creamy, warm, and lasting, a trace carries its scent for years. It lends its golden calm to Bastet.
Blooms gathered by hand at dawn, yielding their absolute in tiny, expensive measure. A floral with the depth of tea, apricot, and warm leather that opens Red Hare like an ember.
Meet Red Hare
Red champaca and honeysuckle glow like floral embers in the battlefield air. Beneath them, dark vetiver, Siberian deer musk, and Meghalayan oud form the body of the beast. Musky, leathery, smoky, and alive with animal heat.
From the worthy
"Smells amazing! Smells like my childhood growing up in rural Nebraska."
Caroline H. · Badlands"Perfect execution of its name. Instantly felt like a good-smelling Tarzan. A lovely touch of citrus, woods, and flowers with subtle animalic shades."
Kamyar E. · Jungle Potion"Seductive, refined, and wearable without animalic heaviness."
Julian K. · Courtesan II"One of the greatest fragrances I've ever smelled in my life, and I have a huge collection. An absolute staple."
Randall P. · Red HareThe hall stays open
Cross the threshold when you are ready. Every bottle is a doorway into its legend.
Choose your legend →