WE PRACTICE NICHE PERFUMERY IN A FERAL BOTANY KIND OF WAY: OFF-CENTER, ON PURPOSE, AND ALWAYS WITH THE STRANGE PARTS OF NATURE IN MIND.
Tomato leaf, heirloom tomato, and pink peppercorn. Saltburn started with a childhood memory: eating tomatoes straight off the vine with a saltshaker. It’s green and fresh and a little messy in the best way. The tomato leaf comes through first, bright and sharp. Then the warmth of ripe heirloom fruit settles in. Pink pepper adds a dry, clean lift that keeps it from getting too soft. It smells like staying out too long in the garden. Like sun on your skin and dirt you don’t bother to wash off.
Built like a perfume, formulated for candles, and designed to actually throw. Saltburn doesn't lean sweet or nostalgic. It opens sharp with real tomato leaf, grounded by ripe heirloom tomato and a dry kick of pink pepper. No basil, no filler. We made this scent to feel alive: juicy, green, and grown up. It took months of testing and too many bad tomatoes to get here, but once it clicked, we just knew.
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FROM THE FOUNDER Isn’t it strange how the things you thought might hold you back turn out to be the reason you move forward? To be honest, I had no background in perfumery when I started. I just knew I needed to make something real. Something I could hold, smell, and shape into it's own world. Motherhood cracked things open, but not in a soft or sentimental way. Instead it felt clear and decisive. I was driven to more presence; more control over how the day feels.
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I needed a quieter place to pour my energy. A way to stay close to what feels good. Strange Harvest came out of that shift. It’s not perfect or polished but it’s something of mine. And now it’s yours too. I’m glad you’re here.
— Tam
The Raw Materials
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Tomato Leaf
Green in a way that cuts through everything else. Bitter, sharp, and unmistakably alive. Like brushing past an overgrown vine and smelling your own childhood on your hands.
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Heirloom Tomato
Sun-warmed and cracked open. Juicy, dense, and almost sweet—but never simple. This is the tomato that grew beside the house, where no one watered it but it thrived anyway.
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Pink Pepper
Not really pink. Not really pepper. More like a tingle in your chest, a hum behind your teeth. It doesn’t announce itself—it sharpens what’s already there.
Next Up
Every scent we make lives in it's own world. Some start with something familiar: a rose, a tomato, a fruit—but they don’t stay that way. We like to twist things. Make them feel a little off in the best way. The kind of scent that makes you pause and ask, “what is that?” These are just a few of what’s coming next. They’re beautiful, but not what you’re expecting. And that’s the point.
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Nocturnal Orchard
The smell of dark fruit at night. Fermented air and something overgrown, half-forgotten.
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Hori Hori
Warm woods and sharpened citrus. A glint of saffron, smoothed by musk. Clean, grounded, quietly exacting.
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Sunken Garden
Inspired by beauty grown wild. This is a rose overrun, muted by moss and left in the shadows. Coming soon!