Hi, my name is Victoria and I’m guilty for buying things just for the name. Luckily in the case of Byredo candles, Peyote Poem was the one I wanted for the name. It also helps that it was the fragrance I wanted.
Peyote Poem is my alter ego. A pyschotropic using beatnik that somehow writes poetry that actually sells and gives my alter ego enough money to buy luxury candles that alter ego me will use to accidentally burn down my alter ego’s flat (including the hand-written pages of the next best-selling novella) in a drug-induced haze. No, I’m not glamorizing drug use. From my story, my alter ego really suffers, that’s my PSA.
Peyote Poem is so excellent and complex that when you smell it you’ll part with your money. It’s this “dark” blend of tonka-laced amber with hallucinations of dry woods. And it smokes clove cigarettes. It’s mesmerizing.
Notes listed include juniper berries, clove buds, tonka bean, hyacinth, fir, vanilla, black amber and patchouli.
And this candle’s scent throws. If you live in a small space, go for the small one.
Peyote Poem comes in two sizes with prices ranging from $30-$80 at Byredo.
Please tell me that I’m not the only person that buys items just for the name. This is why I have to stay away from NARS (they have an eyeshadow called Zardoz. I couldn’t leave it at the store) and apparently I need to stay away from Byredo candles.