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'70s TRIO

£139
220G CANDLE X 3

UPSTAIRS, PARADISE GARAGE, CRISCO DISCO.
Three legendary clubs that thrived in the 1970s, brought together in this candle trio to transport you back to their decade.

UPSTAIRS
TOP — Violet Leaf, White Rose, Peach, Metallic
HEART — Freesia, Lilac, Fuchsia, Lily, Lipstick
BASE — Clove, Tobacco

PARADISE GARAGE
TOP — Blackcurrant, Orange Blossom, Honey
HEART — Violet, Jasmine, Pomelo
BASE — Vetiver, Amber, Musk, Smoke

CRISCO DISCO
TOP — Frangipani, Blood Orange, Gardenia, Jasmine, Petitgrain
HEART — Whipped Cream, Bourbon Vanilla, Tuberose
BASE — Sandalwood, Cedarwood, Suede

Three 220G candles. 45 hour burn time. Signature three-colour gradient glass. Matching recyclable ombré packaging.

Our candles are made using fully traceable, sustainable, high-grade vegan wax comprised of an all-natural blend of soy and rapeseed oils formulated to melt in an even, slow burn. Formulated, crafted and hand-poured in the UK. Designed to evoke that pure, deep bliss of the dance floor in fragrance as vibrant and layered as the glass that holds it, and the disco that inspired it.

Burn time is approximately 45 hours. For the best burning experience, trim the candle wick before each use. Read our Candle Care for complete instructions.

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'70s TRIO
'70s TRIO

He would follow her from Paris to New York to London, a week long tryst. They would make out in pink moonlight and amber streetlight, on the hood of a golden Jag. She wore a crochet top and slouchy suede, as soft and loose as the notes of a jazz crescendo. If he was Kafka, she was poetry material. It was Saturday night and the dawn of disco. An endless sunrise, a lilac sky with whipped cream clouds, and the only place to be was on the floor, dancing like it could be their last dance, their last chance at love.