Collection: Bloem Botanicals
Wanting to sit in fields of flowers or wander through rows of overgrown gardens is a natural pull, a yearning so deep it feels as though the soft breeze is whispering to us and beckoning us to come closer.
Infusing flowers and leafs in sun warmed oil and anointing our skin with it's luxuriousness is as old as time. Preservatives came in when little bottles needed to sit on shelves for months and years at a time before being slathered on unsuspecting bodies. Fragrances added to mask oil rancidity, emulsifiers to make the creamiest of lotions and our skin became another carrier of toxic load, baring upon our liver and immune system.
Simple herbal infusions are not lost. They remain, right here, outside your back door and under your feet. Look down and notice the green you stand on, the flower that beckons, the leaves that shimmer.
