The First Scent Adventure Showcase Release
A collaboration with Scott Conway.
Black Pepper • Smoked Citrus • Juniper • Mahogany • Red Sandalwood • Labdanum • Vetiver • Birch Tar • Black Tonka
Dark timber. Smoldering citrus. A journey carried deep into the night.
A Journey After Sundown
The trail had disappeared hours ago.
Behind him, the last ember of daylight faded beneath a ceiling of cedar branches. Ahead, the forest stood dark and silent—an endless cathedral of mahogany-colored trunks, wet stone, and drifting smoke.
He pressed onward.
Black pepper and crushed juniper clung to the evening air. Somewhere beyond the trees, a fire smoldered beneath a curl of charred citrus peel. The scent grew warmer as he approached: cedar split by hand, red sandalwood worn smooth by time, and dark resin glowing at the edge of the flame.
There was no map for this part of the journey.
Only muscle memory guiding him.
Only the steady pull of something waiting beyond the shadows.
When the smoke finally cleared, he found a weathered shelter built into the hollow of an ancient tree. Home. And the family awaiting his return.Its walls carried the scent of mahogany, labdanum, vetiver, and blackened tonka.
Some adventures begin beneath an open sky. This one ends at Midnight.
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Scent Profile:
Top: Blueberries, Bergamot
Heart: Lavender, Geranium, Rosemary
Base: Tonka Bean, Oakmoss, Vanilla
They once called him The Minted Gent — the sharply dressed regular who never missed his weekly shave. Every Thursday evening, just before dusk settled over the town, he would take the last chair in the little barbershop at the edge of the square. And waiting for him, razor already warm and sleeves rolled high, was the woman no one could quite forget.
She was beauty wrapped in danger — the kind of barber who leaned in too close while trimming a collar line, whose perfume lingered long after a man left her chair. The shop always carried the scent of vanilla mint tonics, polished wood, and warm steam, but around her there was something deeper… something impossible to resist.
Then one winter, both the barber and her favorite customer vanished without explanation.
The shop sat abandoned for years until passersby began whispering about a pale blue lantern glowing from inside. Those brave enough to follow it found inside her “Shak” — old mirrors cracked with age, rusted tools hanging neatly on the walls, and her, still standing behind a barber chair occupied by that same gentleman who had disappeared all those years ago.
It became known as Blue Buried Barbershop.
The air inside is rich with the scent of ripe blueberries and sparkling bergamot drifting through the cold night air. Lavender, geranium, and rosemary rise from old apothecary bottles lining the shelves while the soft warmth of tonka bean, oakmoss, and vanilla settles into the room like a memory that refuses to fade. She still cuts his hair beneath dim lantern light, calm and patient, as though time itself stopped the moment the doors first closed.
Some say she trapped him there.
Others believe he never would have wanted to leave.
Blue Buried Barbershop by Wagoner’s Workshop is a hauntingly smooth fougère inspired by forgotten barbershops, ghost stories, and the kind of romance that lingers beyond the grave. Sweet blueberries and bergamot open into aromatic lavender and rosemary before settling into warm vanilla, moss, and tonka bean for a scent that is clean, nostalgic, and beautifully unsettling.
Classic barbershop…until it isn’t. The Barber’s Peach starts with bright citrus, lavender, and mint, layered with a bite of that juicy peach before settling into a grounded fougère base of oakmoss, woods, and resins. Familiar, refined… and just unexpected enough to keep things interesting.
The Barber’s Peach
A Wagoner’s Workshop Scent Tale
There are barbershops…
and then there are places men don’t talk about openly.
Tucked between a tavern and a shuttered apothecary, her shop glows late into the evening—warm light spilling into the street, carrying with it a scent that stops passersby mid-step.
Fresh. Bright. Inviting.
It starts innocently enough.
As the door swings open, the air greets you with a crisp blend of ripe peach and citrus bergamot, softened by lavender and sharpened with a cool edge of peppermint and eucalyptus. Clean. Refreshing. Proper.
Respectable… on the surface.
But she isn’t.
They say she learned her craft from old-world barbers—those who understood that a cut was never just a cut. It was ritual. Intimacy. Control.
As you settle into the chair, the scent deepens.
Her hands move with confidence, slow and deliberate, as the heart of the experience unfolds—rosemary and sage, green and aromatic, grounded by the subtle floral pull of geranium. It’s calming… disarming… just enough to make you forget where the line is.
And she knows it.
Every motion lingers a second too long. Every pass of the blade feels closer than necessary. Conversation drifts somewhere between charm and provocation. By the time you realize what’s happening, you’re already leaning into it.
That’s when the base takes hold.
Oakmoss and patchouli settle in like the worn leather of the chair beneath you, deepened by the smooth warmth of sandalwood and the quiet sweetness of tonka bean. It’s rich. Addictive. Impossible to shake.
Long after you’ve left the shop…
long after the door closes behind you…
…it stays with you.
Not just the scent—
the feeling.
A little too close.
A little too personal.
Exactly what you’ll come back for.
The Barber’s Peach
Not your average cut.
SENTRY’S SHARE
A Wagoner’s Workshop Tale
At the edge of a narrow mountain pass, where the king’s road bends into shadow and the wind carries secrets through the pines, there stands a gate few forget—and fewer question.
The sentry who keeps it is a man of quiet habits. He does not ask for coin. He does not keep ledgers. Yet every wagon that passes leaves something behind.
As dusk settles and the sky burns low, the first offering reveals itself.
A satchel opens to unveil fresh green apples, their skins dusted with spice from the long road—cinnamon and clove clinging faintly to their crisp, bright scent. The air sharpens instantly, lively and inviting, cutting through the chill of the pass. The sentry breathes it in, eyes narrowing with approval.
Top Notes: Spiced Green Apple
Then comes the true persuasion.
A flask is drawn—dark glass, heavy in hand. The cork loosens with a soft sigh, releasing the deep, smooth aroma of bourbon, rich with warmth. Beneath it lingers the comforting sweetness of brown sugar, melted into the spirit like a memory of firelight and long-forgotten hearths. The sentry’s grip softens. This is a language he understands.
Heart Notes: Bourbon, Brown Sugar
But the final tribute… that is what earns passage.
From the depths of the wagon, wrapped with care, comes the scent of tobacco—earthy, worn, and honest. It mingles with the dry strength of cedarwood, sharp and steady as the beams of an old workshop. And beneath it all, just barely whispered, is the smooth, lingering sweetness of vanilla, softening the edges like smoke curling into night.
The sentry closes his eyes for a moment, letting it settle.
This is the share he keeps.
Base Notes: Tobacco, Cedarwood, Vanilla
The gate creaks open.
No tally is marked. No debt recorded. Only the lingering trace of what was given—and what was taken.
And as each traveler passes through the threshold, they carry it with them:
The crisp spark of spiced apple on the wind…
The deep warmth of bourbon kissed with sugar…
And the enduring trail of tobacco, wood, and softened sweetness fading into the dark.
Scent Profile Summary (as told in the toll):
Top: Spiced Green Apple
Heart: Bourbon, Brown Sugar
Base: Tobacco, Cedarwood, Vanilla
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Seventh Inning Stout
The Scent Adventure Showcase Series — No. 2
Scent inspired by Jeremy Fowler
Dark Lager • Barrel-Aged Oak • Roasted Barley • Wisconsin Honey • Leather • Smoked Vanilla
Seventh Inning Stout captures a summer afternoon at the ballpark through the unmistakable atmosphere of beer, baseball, leather, and Wisconsin tradition.
It opens with the malty character of dark lager and roasted barley, followed by warm Wisconsin honey and the familiar richness of a well-conditioned leather baseball glove. As the fragrance settles, barrel-aged oak and smoked vanilla create a smooth, woody finish reminiscent of a dark brew resting in an oak barrel.
It’s the scent of the glove in your hand, the bat leaning against the dugout, a cold stout nearby, and the seventh-inning stretch approaching.
Keep your face in the game.
SUNRISE PROCESSION
A Collaboration with Sam “The Gentle Grizzly” Brock
The journey doesn't end at sunset. Sometimes the best part begins with the first light.
Sunrise Procession is a collaborative custom scent created for Sam “The Gentle Grizzly” Brock and crafted by Wagoner’s Workshop.
Conceived as the bright counterpart to Sunset Caravan, Sunrise Procession captures a different moment along the journey. Where Sunset Caravan settles into warm spice, tobacco, woods, and the fading glow of evening, Sunrise Procession awakens beneath a cool morning sky.
The wagons are stirring. Dew still hangs on the orchard. The first rays of sunlight stretch across weathered wood as a fresh breeze moves through the camp. Ahead lies the final stretch of the journey—and the promise of whatever waits beyond the horizon.
THE SCENT
Finger Lime • Green Anjou Pear • Cucumber Melon • Tobacco Flower • Violet Leaf • Driftwood • White Musk
Sunrise Procession opens with a sparkling Finger Lime accord, created from bright lime softened by subtle jasmine, alongside the crisp juiciness of Green Anjou Pear.
As the procession begins to move, Cucumber Melon brings a cool, watery freshness while Violet Leaf adds the impression of dew-covered greenery. Tobacco Flower emerges through the heart—not the dark aroma of cured tobacco, but its softer, airy floral character.
As the morning warms, a custom Driftwood accord of Cypress, Labdanum, and Oakmoss begins to appear. Clean White Musk finishes the fragrance with the lingering impression of sun-warmed skin, weathered timber, and fresh air.
The result is fresh without becoming aquatic, fruity without becoming sweet, and floral without losing its rugged character.
THE JOURNEY
Imagine waking on the final morning of a long pilgrimage.
The fires have burned low.
Canvas is folded. Harnesses are tightened. Horses shift impatiently as the first wagon begins to roll.
Beyond camp, sunlight reaches across an orchard still wet with morning dew. Someone cuts fresh fruit for the road. Cool air carries the scent of green leaves, blossoms, and weathered wood.
One traveler remains on the ridge.
A final wave.
Then the procession turns toward the rising sun.
This is Sunrise Procession.
HOW IT UNFOLDS
THE OPENING — FIRST LIGHT
Finger Lime • Green Anjou Pear
Bright, crisp citrus bursts through juicy green pear for an energetic opening reminiscent of cool morning air and freshly cut fruit.
THE HEART — MORNING DEW
Cucumber Melon • Tobacco Flower • Violet Leaf
Watery melon and cucumber meet green violet leaf and airy tobacco blossom, creating the sensation of walking through an orchard just after sunrise.
THE BASE — THE ROAD AHEAD
Driftwood • Cypress • Oakmoss • Labdanum • White Musk
Weathered woods and clean musk emerge as the fragrance dries down, adding warmth and texture without sacrificing its fresh character.
THE SUNRISE PROCESSION COLLECTION
Choose your preferred way to experience the journey:
Hide Tonic — 30 ml / 1 fl oz
Wagoner’s beard and skin conditioning oil. Designed to nourish the skin beneath the beard while helping soften and condition facial hair.
Berde Salve — 60 ml / 2 fl oz
A rich beard salve providing conditioning, softness, control, and the lingering scent of Sunrise Procession.
Aromatic Draught — 50 ml / 1.7 fl oz
The complete Sunrise Procession fragrance experience. Wear it alone or pair it with the Hide Tonic or Berde Salve to extend the scent throughout the day.
The Trio
Hide Tonic + Berde Salve + Aromatic Draught.
The complete Sunrise Procession experience.
A COLLABORATIVE CUSTOM SCENT
Sunrise Procession was developed as a collaborative custom fragrance for Sam “The Gentle Grizzly” Brock, bringing his character into the continuing aromatic journey of Wagoner’s Workshop.
It isn't simply the daytime version of Sunset Caravan.
It is the next chapter.
Sunset Caravan follows the dying light.
Sunrise Procession follows the promise of what comes next.
Wagoner’s Workshop × The Gentle Grizzly
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