A ritual brewed by design, not by chance.
 
Madame Lucindra didn’t stumble into this creation—she conjured it. On a storm-laced evening, she poured rich porter into her bubbling scrub cauldron, binding roasted malt, charred oak, dark hops, and cocoa bark into one alchemical blend. The result? A frothy, grainy lather that scours away the day with intention. It exfoliates like a reckoning—bold, bittersweet, and brewed to purify more than just the skin.