Wick Trimmer - for candles
A wick trimmer to help keep your candle burning healthily.
Country / Language: Netherlands, English
A wick trimmer to help keep your candle burning healthily.
Fig trees in the hot Mediterranean sun.
A coming together of berries and flowers.
A summer breeze carrying the sweet scent of lemongrass.
Vivid and bittersweet. A rediscovered garden treasure.
The intense aroma of freshly ground coffee beans.
Roses bursting with flowers in May.
A limited edition set of five new Diptyque candles to discover.
An aromatic leaf, fresh and elusive.
A walk under the fig trees, along the Mediterranean.
An ode to lily of the valley, fresh and delicate.
The golden warmth of amber, steeped in ancient mystery.
An ode to springtime's most iconic flower.
A potent revelation of the vanilla pod's dark, smoky depths.
The olfactory memory of the first Diptyque boutique.
Lavender fields, as far as the eye can see.
Freshly roasted black sesame seeds.
A vivid encounter between blackcurrant and rose.
A heady floral from the fields of Southern India.
A sensuous swirl of honey, tobacco and spices.
Sandalwood from Asia. Creamy, woody, contemplative.
A few amber beads in an antique treasure box.
The warm, sunlit scent of a Mediterranean fig tree.
In the south of India, endless fields of tuberose.
A linden tree at the start of summer.
The scent of a high-summer afternoon, captured in wax.
A gently soothing herbal scent ceremony.
The sweetnes of citrus marmalade in the afternoon air
Wood igniting. Fire crackling in the hearth.
Benzoin’s resinous warmth, caramelized and enveloping.
A lively Mexican tree in full bloom.
Precious violets, freshly gathered in the morning light.
Blown glass and porcelain. The iconic candle holder, reinvented.
Fresh-cut patchouli leaves drying out in the sun.
The scent of childhood memories of golden quince jelly.
A lively expression of tangy, Japanese yuzu
The essence of cinnamon bark, freshly torn from the tree.
Dark leather, a companion for journeys through space and time.
Into the heart of an aromatic forest.
A massive bouquet of fresh-cut lillies.
The quiet scent of temple air.
Soft musk, tender and sensual, like skin against fabric.
An ancient resin, warm and balsamic, like sacred smoke.
A well-traveled take on the olfactory pleasure of tea.
Green geranium leaves brightened by a hint of rose.
Powdery iris, elegant as perfumed leather gloves.
An herbaceous freshness imbues the air.
The dense, comforting fragrance of a mighty oak tree.