Someone Tell Lady Luck

Please, won't somebody say I'll get outta here? Someone gimme my shot, or I'll rot here. Notes include lemongrass, bright fresh ginger, verbena, sweet peaches, bamboo, and clean rain on city streets. This blend, one of our Little Shop of Horrors homage collection, was created when things were... well, not great. Comforting, familiar media was on a loop in our headphones, including the sweeping "Skid Row." At some point, Seymour singing "Won't someone tell Lady Luck that I'm stuck here?" stuck in our heads and we decided to create the most hopeful, uplifting scent we could. The result is bright and cheerful, with clean citrus and sweet peach, plus the petrichor of rain on concrete. It's in frequent rotation in our perfume stash, especially when things are looking less than rosy.