I began to collect natural essential oils and creating perfume recipes/formulas, three years ago. But looking further back, I can recall the first perfume I created was when I was a teenager. It was a sassafras bouquet of sorts, almost grapy and jam-like. It was gorgeous and will forever stay with me as a memory. I hope to create more fragrances like this, and to bring back the scents of old that made our ancestors' lives more cheerful and healthy.

I’m a simple girl who enjoys the beautiful things in life. Such as being married to my best friend and going places together. Just the simple touch of his hand holding mine brings a smile to my lips and a flutter to my heart. One day, we hope to travel around the world… at least once, and discover new things and experience other cultures. This is what I had in mind when I created Fleur de L’air. Something that represented me and my life. Simple, full of love, and enjoying the heavenly scent of summer flower gardens.

I'm a lover of all things vintage, yet classic. From the way I dress down to the way I decorate my house. One of my favorite classic decor pieces is a 1960's Chanel No 5 bottle I found at a yard sale years ago. Although empty, it still has that amazing classic scent that every now and again, I find myself sniffing just so as to uplift my mood. I designed Lia in honor of the classics that I so dearly cherish.

Photographer wanna be who enjoys eating out, spending time with family, friends and of course, my girlfriend. Yeah, I may be young and in love, but we only get to live a moment once. That’s why I like to take pictures. So I can relive those most memorable moments over and over. Verte is a fragrance I created because, like a picture, scent is very closely tied to memories. And what better way to reminisce than with a photo and a scent?

Being a mother has always been my greatest achievement in life, but being a grandmother, I feel, was my reward in doing something right. When I was younger, perfume was considered a luxury that most people couldn't afford. However, my father was able to save up each year enough money to get my mother one small bottle of perfume. She would dab a tiny amount on her wrists every morning and by the end of the night, she smelled of soft powder just before kissing me goodnight. Today, that perfume is no longer sold and I've tried countless times to find a fragrance that smelled just as beautiful on me as it did her.
Sealed With A Kiss is my first attempt in creating something unique and beautiful that reminds me of the sweetness of my mother when she wore her perfume and the slight boozy smell of my father when he grilled the fish we caught together. Although my memories are old, they are still most precious to me.