Néroli d'Ispahan

The cardamom and ginger explode with spicy-green insistence, their sharp, almost mentholic qualities immediately commanding attention. The elemi resin adds an unexpected mineral bite that feels almost medicinal—your skin becomes a canvas for something decidedly unconventional, and there's an arresting freshness that borders on austere.

Neroli emerges as the compositions pivots, its bitter-citrus character meeting cistus in a distinctly earthy conversation. The pink pepper flickers throughout like a slow-burning ember, preventing the florals from settling into sweetness, instead creating a slightly dusty, almost leathery texture that rewards close inspection and keeps the fragrance perpetually unsettled and intriguing.

The base settles into an unexpectedly dry, slightly powdery finish where ambrox and patchouli create something closer to aged suede than traditional musk comfort. What remains is surprisingly intimate and skin-like—a faint spiciness lingers ghost-like beneath the woody-musks, suggesting this fragrance remembers its opening even as it fades into something almost whispered against the neck.