Carnal. Bold. Ambery.
Collection: Base (deep)

Skin against skin in a warm, dark room. Resin, vanilla, a trace of the animal underneath. The kind of warmth you feel before you can name it.

A classic amber pushed to its fullest: vanilla, frankincense, myrrh and labdanum built into a deep, resinous heart. Ambrette seed and iris absolute lend an earthy softness, while animalic Ambroxan and patchouli give it a carnal edge, close and powerful, warming and deepening over hours rather than fading.

Bold, addictive, and built to last for days.

Key Notes:  amber, vanilla, frankincense, myrrh, labdanum, iris absolute

  Dry heat, after the fire goes out.

Sun-warmed wood and dry spice, the kind of heat that holds no softness, only pepper and resin in still, warm air.

A deep ambery core glows at the heart, lit by black pepper, juniper berries and frankincense, the resin kept aromatic and bone-dry, never sweet. A thread of bergamot cuts bright across the top before the warmth draws it back down into the amber, hypnotic and close.

Key Notes: amber, pepper, juniper berry, frankincense, bergamot

Composed from: The bright, smoky citrus of Bergamot Incense and the resinous amber of Amber Iris, blended into a third scent neither could be alone.

Bright. Citrusy. Shadowy.

Collection: Fresh

Peel a bergamot in a cool, dark room. The zest sprays bright and bittersweet, then catches the smell of incense smoke hanging in the air.

This is bergamot followed into the shadows. Its spicy, herbaceous, woody facets sparkle up top, generously dosed, before warm frankincense and iris absolute curl up from underneath and pull it East. It opens luminous and zesty, then slowly turns resinous and soft, the citrus glowing on against the smoke.

A fresh fragrance with a shadow in it, brighter for the dark underneath.

Key notes: bergamot, exotic spices, frankincense, iris absolute.

Woody. Leathery. Aromatic.
Collection: Base (deep)

A glass of absinthe in a leather armchair. Bitter green herbs rising off it, old wood and smoke soaked into the room.

Aromatic wormwood oil gives the green sharpness of absinthe, while cypriol roots bring an earthy, balsamic depth, bolstered by Virginia and Atlas cedar and patchouli. It begins fresh and herbaceous, then softens into a sensual woody-tobacco signature that lingers low and long.

Rich, leathery and quietly powerful, a scent with a low voice.

Key Notes:  absinth, cypriol, Virginia cedar, Atlas cedar, patchouli, tobacco

Crisp. Green. Fresh. Natural.
Collection: Top (fresh)

Walk into a Mediterranean garden at the end of a hot day. Crushed fig leaves, basil between your fingers, the green snap of herbs still warm from the sun.

Neroli and orange blossom absolute open overhead, radiant and soothing, while fig leaves, basil and petitgrain bring the crunch of green underfoot. Earthy vetiver and a soft warmth of iris and benzoin root it in the soil, crisp and verdant before it mellows into a calm, sunlit hush.

A slow, meditative walk through leaves that still hold the afternoon.

Key Notes:  fig leaf, neroli, orange blossom absolute, basil, petitgrain, vetiver

Petals, dipped in amber.

A room full of white flowers at dusk, warm amber smouldering somewhere beneath the bouquet.

Jasmine and osmanthus open radiant and full, a bouquet caught in golden light, before the powdery comfort of iris and the resinous warmth of amber rise to and them. The flowers soften, the amber deepens, and the two settle into a velvety, opulent balance, enveloping and refined, floral up close and ambery underneath.

Key Notes: jasmine, osmanthus, iris, amber, frankincense

Composed from: The sunlit florals of Jasmine Osmanthus and the dark warmth of Amber Iris, blended into a third scent neither could be alone.

Sunny. Radiant. Floral.
Collection: Mellow

Warm skin on hot sand, white flowers opening somewhere close. The air is thick, golden, and tropical.

Jasmine Sambac absolute and osmanthus absolute bloom rich and radiant, folded into frangipani and the creamy warmth of coconut until the whole bouquet turns soft and skin-like, glowing into a milky, sunlit trail.

Sand-coated skin at midday, radiant and unhurried.

Key Notes:  jasmine Sambac absolute, osmanthus absolute, frangipani, coconut

Colourful. Floral. Tangy.
Collection: Mid (mellow)

Snap a stalk of rhubarb in half. That sharp green sourness, the kind that tightens your jaw.

Then the roses arrive. Not shy garden roses, but Moroccan Rose Absolute, so rich and jammy it almost drips, generously overdosed at the heart. Rhubarb and blackcurrant leaf cut through the sweetness, peony lends its dewy transparency, and the flower opens tart, juicy, almost wicked. It wears bright and a little unruly, softening on the skin, rounder and warmer.

A rose for people who thought roses weren't for them.

Key Notes:  rhubarb, blackcurrant leaf, Moroccan rose absolute, peony

Mineral. Warm. Soft Leathery. Woody.
Collection: Base (deep)

Press your hand to sun-warmed stone. Creamy wood, soft leather, the dry heat still held in it.

Smooth Indian sandalwood, rich and generously dosed, is lit by a spark of pink peppercorn and threaded with smoky vetiver, soft leather and mineral Ambroxan. It melts into your skin and becomes part of it, reading differently on everyone, quietly magnetic, the kind of scent people lean in to place and never quite can.

Quietly addictive, the kind of scent you keep catching on yourself.

Key Notes:  Indian sandalwood, pink peppercorn, vetiver, leather, Ambroxan

A rose in the frost.

A rose blooming in the cold, its petals stiffened with frost, pale winter sun and no heat in it.

Cardamom and pink peppercorn open icy and crisp, a frosted breeze around a heart of Moroccan rose, cooled and held in check by oolong tea. Sandalwood, leather and tobacco glow faintly underneath, not warmth so much as the memory of it, a low ember under deep snow.

Key Notes: cardamom, pink peppercorn, Moroccan rose, oolong tea, sandalwood, tobacco

Composed from: The mineral spice of Cardamom Moss, the tangy bloom of Rose Rhubarb and the creamy warmth of Sandalwood Musk, blended into a third scent none could be alone.

Gourmand. Nutty. Woody.
Collection: Mid (mellow)

Sesame toasting in a hot pan, nuts turning golden, the warm smell that makes your mouth water before you have tasted anything.

Toasted sesame sits rich at the centre, generously dosed, with green hazelnuts, almonds and tonka beans swirling around it. Heliotrope deepens the nuttiness with a whisper of rice, while earthy patchouli and cedarwood keep it grounded, toasty and golden so it never tips into dessert.

Good enough to eat, and far too refined to be a pudding.

Key Notes:  sesame, tonka bean, green hazelnut, almond, cedarwood

A white room, morning light.

A white room full of morning light, windows open. A stick of incense burning unseen, its smoke thin and cool on the breeze before the sun reaches in.

Sparkling bergamot lifts the first breath, bright and zesty, threaded with incense that feels more like light than smoke, cool and airy. Powdery iris and a touch of ambroxan glow underneath, and as the sun warms the room, the smoke turns plush and velvety, holding close on the skin.

Key Notes:  bergamot, incense, powdery iris, Ambroxan

Composed from: The shadowed citrus of Bergamot Incense and the dark, resinous warmth of Amber Iris, blended into a third scent neither could be alone.