Overview

High in her castle the Wicked Witch of the West cackles and croaks, flaunting her malevolent powers upon anyone who gets in her way. No one ever wonders what made her so wicked. Maybe she was simply very lonely or had terrible migraines from all those singing munchkins.

Whatever it was, this Wicked Witch definitely had a chip on her shoulder. Whether she was spying through her one little eye or stewing and brewing the demise of any who dared cross her. I’ll get you my pretty, and your little dog too!

Turns out this ol’ witch sings a different tune with just a splash of water. We’d agree, a little hot water and bubbles goes a long way with anyone.

Fragrance

Melt away your wickedness with hints of forest mist and fir needle. Add a tad of Honeyed rose for good measure and finish your experience with the strength of will from mahogany woods. 

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