Since I was a young girl I loved burning candles. Lighting them made my room a cozy retreat to drink tea, daydream, and write in my journal. It made me feel so grown up and refined to have a candle lit in my room, to have a unique smell of my own. As I grew, my tastes refined and I was seeking out not just any scented candles but the right ones. Living and working in NYC and my addiction already in full swing, I couldn’t avoid the high-end candle shops calling my name, begging me to hand over my earnings for the must-have-candle and its 60 transcendent hours of burn time.
While on vacation in France with girlfriends, I made the trek to Grasse, the capital of perfumery, and was overwhelmed not only sensually, but also intellectually by the process of creating scent. It felt like art and science flirting. A few years later, my now husband proposed to me on the banks of the Seine in Paris. We spent the next week wandering the streets and popping into fragrance and candle shops and falling in love. I bought a scent to remind me of that time together. Whenever I splash some on my neck, I’m brought back to that week. Of all our 5 senses, the sense of smell has the ability to transport us in time.
All of these sensational experiences with scent swimming around in my head and heart were looking for a place to land. The desire to curate scent, to have an active involvement in selecting the scents that would bring back memories and create moods, would not cease. And so I started playing around with essential oils, fragrance oils, and eventually with wax. I started making candles for my husband’s office and for our first home. And what started as a hobby, grew into a business. I wanted to make candles of the same high quality and refined aesthetic as the ones in my favorite designer candle shops, but at a fraction of the price.