Boheme is a clean-burning, all-natural, non-toxic candle and fragrance brand whose seductively crafted scents evoke a love for adventure and travel. Boheme is inspired by the modern bohemian woman -- adventurous, spirited, and always true to herself. Our muse captures stories from every corner of the world, her journey always guided by her open heart and free spirit. To forever preserve each perfect moment, she captures it in a scent.
Her story has chapters in every corner of the world, her journey always guided by her open heart and free spirit.
Clean, All Natural, Sustainable Natural Wax, Vegan, Phthalate-Free Candles. Approximately 50-hour burn time. Handmade in the United States.
100% all-natural vegan wax. 8.5oz / 240g.
Top: Cardamom, Ginger, Bergamot, Cassis
Middle: Turkish Rose, Iris
Base: Cedarwood, Amber, Saffron
At the intersection of Europe and Asia, ancient meets modern in a city of unbridled energy and spirit. The Bohéme Woman returns here to touch the beating heart of humanity, to explore an unknowable labyrinth of alleyways, to feel jubilantly alive and present. She stands at the center of the Grand Bazaar and inhales the intoxicating aroma of green, sweet cardamom from the spice merchants, the fragrant aromas of ripening fruit, the lushly romantic depth of Turkish rose. A rich, true note of exquisite saffron threads slows the world around her, creating an unforgettable memory. This mystical city weaves itself into the tapestry of her life and leaves an imprint on her soul.
Top: Earl Grey Tea, Bergamot, Black Currant
Middle: Honeysuckle, Rose, Carnation, Violet, Jasmine, Peony
Base: Vetiver, Moss, Amber, Cedarwood
Saturday on Portobello Road, and the market is alive with everything from vintage records to fresh fare from local growers. The Bohéme Woman glides through the bustle amidst the iconic painted rowhouses, choosing a perfect trinket as she daydreams about the more serene surroundings that will envelop her afternoon. She has a date in the Kensington Gardens, among the peony and honeysuckle. With a cup of Earl Grey in hand, she alights on an iron bench, the sounds of birdsong in her ears and the smell of carnation and tree moss on the breeze. Every hidden corner of London is special, but here, perhaps, is the most special of all.