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NYCC Exclusives: BPAL and Trading Post

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In addition to our usual wagonload, here’s this year’s crop of event exclusive products we’ll be hauling to New York Comic Con, where you’ll find us at booth #3059.

 

Ready your shopping lists and start reaching out to friends (or friends of friends) who might be attending! Here's our spooky video announcement to whet your palate.

 

++ BPAL: EVE’S BIG APPLE - Perfume Oils ($26)
But one pale woman all alone,
The daylight kissing her wan hair,
Loitered beneath the gas lamps’ flare,
With lips of flame and heart of stone.

There are a few false origin stories regarding New York’s nickname, “the Big Apple”, including a rumor that the expression was inspired by a 19th century New York madam named Eve. While that tale is false, it sure does tie in well with our brothel-themed offerings!

BLACK TWIG APPLE, LABDANUM, OAK BARK, CEDAR, AND BOURBON VANILLA

DRIED APPLE, STYRAX, PATCHOULI, AND LEMON PEEL

HONEYCRISP APPLE, WHITE PEAR, AND WHITE AMBER

GREEN APPLE, SAGE, AND JUNIPER BERRY

RED APPLE, PINEAPPLE, AND GREEN TEA

RED APPLE, BLACK TEA, FRANKINCENSE, AND VETIVER

RED APPLE AND DEAD LEAVES

++ BPAL: THE GENTLEMAN’S DIRECTORY - Perfume Oils ($26)

Nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice.

The visitor, on passing the doors, finds himself in a spacious room, the fittings of which are of the most costly description, while brilliant gas illuminations, reflected by numerous mirrors, impart a fairy-like aspect to the scene. The company is, of course, mixed. Many of the men resorting to such places seek no doubt the opportunity of indulging their vicious propensities; but the majority of the better class go merely to while away an idle hour.

(All grammatical and spelling deviancies within are sic erat scriptum.)

A GROUTY OLD DAME
No. 10 Neilson place, Mercer street. This is a ladies boarding house apparently of the first class; but, as the landlady can never be seen, it is impossible to tell who is head of the house. The door is guarded by a grouty old dame, whose assumed dignity is so overpowering that most people suppose that she runs the establishment.

Sweet labdanum, clove, and piquant Italian bergamot.

ENTERPRISING YOUNG LADIES
Mrs. Cutler, at 140 W. 27th St., lets her rooms to enterprising young ladies.

Honeyed oudh, bourbon vanilla, cinnamon, and leather.

LAURA HOWARD

… has a parlor house at No. 16 East Thirteenth street. There are six lady boarders; but no interest whatever attaches to this house. Some of its visitors have asserted that it’s inmates are of a snobbish disposition.

A superior tea rose chypre.

MRS. WILSON
No. 123, keeps a first class house, with six lady boarders, handsomely dressed, of pleasing manners, ready wit, and sparkling eyes. It is the finest house on the street, and superbly furnished.

Effervescent grapefruit musk with a cluster of jasmine petals and a swish of blood orange and lime.

MRS. WRIGHT

61 Elizabeth St. has a very pleasant established house of assignation; quiet and orderly and everything that makes time pass agreeably.

A quiet and orderly, agreeable scent: clary sage, blonde tobacco, myrrh, white sandalwood, and mate.

NO. 156 EAST TWENTY-SECOND STREET

…is a house of assignation kept by Mrs. Wilson. It contains nothing of account.

Ambivalently bawdy: red sandalwood, benzoin, and cacao.

++ BPTP: THE GENTLEMAN’S DIRECTORY – HAIR GLOSS ($30)

MRS. BARS
Agreeable, tidy, and well-kept. She has kind eyes and a merry laugh.

A bubble-pop of gaiety: polished teakwood, white musk, sweet benzoin, patchouli, star anise, and wild cherry.

MISS NELLIE HARDING
…of No. 100 Clinton place, conducts a first class parlor house, with five lady boarders, who are sociable and entertaining.

A sparkle of paste diamonds and a rustle of taffeta: white musk and pale moss, a cluster of peonies, white rose petals, and citrine neroli.

++ BPTP: NEIGHBORHOODS – ATMOSPHERE SPRAYS ($25)

HELL’S HUNDRED ACRES
A post-industrial wasteland. Peeling plaster, faded tobacco, and echoes of warehouse fires.

SATAN’S CIRCUS

A 19th century euphemism for the area that is now called Chelsea. During that time, there were at least forty-night bawdy house, twenty-two of which were on West 27th Street alone.

Moldering wood covered by velvet-flocked wallpaper, a splash of rum, pipe smoke, and cologne.

++ BPTP: EVE’S BIG APPLE HAIR GLOSS ($30)
But one pale woman all alone,
The daylight kissing her wan hair,
Loitered beneath the gas lamps’ flare,
With lips of flame and heart of stone.

GOLDEN APPLE, GOLDEN SANDALWOOD, AND AMBER

RED APPLE, HONEY, AND OUDH

APPLE HARD CANDY AND A SQUEEZE OF SUGARED GINGER

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