
It's the smell of the nocturnal myth. It's that hidden, underground space, with inaccessible and dark passages, with mouldy walls and ephemeral pleasure, where personal stardom is abandoned to leave room for one's own nakedness without ever questioning who one really is.
How it wears
Seasons

Shares Hot Spices, Vetiver, Cedarwood

Shares Hot Spices

Shares Hot Spices, Guaiac Wood, Black Pepper

Shares Guaiac Wood, Woody Notes, Cedarwood; Woody accord

Shares Guaiac Wood, Woody Notes, Cedarwood; Woody accord

Shares Hot Spices, Vetiver, Patchouli; Woody accord

Shares Hot Spices, Black Pepper, Vetiver; Woody accord

Shares Hot Spices, Guaiac Wood, Woody Notes; Woody accord

Shares Hot Spices, Vetiver, Cedarwood

Shares Hot Spices

Shares Hot Spices

Shares Hot Spices, Woody Notes