Manscape - Fresh Cut Grass Scented Man Cave Candle
A breath of nature captured in a flickering flame. Immerse yourself in the invigorating aroma of a freshly mown lawn, where the crisp, clean scent of dew-kissed grass fills the air, bringing the outdoors indoors.
As you light the wick, our Fresh Cut Grass Candle releases a refreshing fragrance that transports you to sunlit fields and open spaces. The top notes of vibrant green grass mingle with hints of earthiness, creating a delightful symphony that captures the essence of a bright, rejuvenating day in nature.
Encased in a charming jar reminiscent of a sunlit meadow, this candle not only elevates your space with its natural essence but also adds a touch of tranquility to your decor. Crafted from high-quality soy-blend wax, it ensures a clean and even burn, allowing you to bask in the soothing scent for hours on end.
Whether you're yearning for the invigorating aroma of a freshly cut lawn or seeking to infuse your home with the crisp freshness of the outdoors, the Fresh Cut Grass Scented Candle is the perfect choice. Ideal for creating a serene atmosphere in any room, this candle invites you to embrace the simple joys of nature and relish the calming embrace of a meadow in bloom. A thoughtful gift or a personal indulgence, let the Fresh Cut Grass Candle bring the revitalizing outdoors to your everyday moments.
- Rapeseed & Coconut Wax
- Longer burn times than store-bought candles
- Super strong scents
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Size and Burn Times:
- 24 Hour candle - 125ml - 60(d) x 60(h)mm
- 40 Hour candle - 250ml - 75(d) x 80(h)mm
- 80 Hour candle - 800ml - 115(d) x 120(h)mm
Ah, the memories. When I was a kid, we had this big willow tree in the back garden. Most of the time, it just stood there, looking pretty. But once a year, the tree would drop its leaves quicker than a kid loses teeth. At those times – when the branches blanketed the whole back half of the garden – mowing the lawn became a two-man job.
My dad, who normally took care of the lawnmowing himself, would drag me out into the cold and hand me the mower. Of course, I complained at the time. But looking back, those are some of my fondest memories with my dad: him, pulling up the leaves to make a path for me; me, struggling to push the lawnmower in a straight line, deafened by its roar and secretly thrilled by the trail shaved grass I left in my wake. As we worked, father and son, the air smelled just like this candle. That’s why it’s one of my favourites.