Miller Harris
A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
The coriander seed and pink pepper Co2 ignite with an immediate peppery crispness, almost savoury, quickly shadowed by the bright mandarin's citrus tang and cinnamon's warm spice. Within moments, davana's distinctive apricot-jam quality bleeds through, already hinting at the fragrance's sweet-toothed nature beneath its seemingly dry opening.
The strawberry liqueur emerges as the true protagonist, a boozy, almost fermented fruit character that sits against the rose absolute's waxy, slightly animalic bloom. Hawthorn adds a subtle green acidity that keeps the mounting sweetness from cloying, whilst carnation and violet dust the composition with a powdery, slightly soapy veneer that feels both vintage and strangely contemporary.
The base settles into a tonka-sandalwood sweetness tempered by oakmoss's earthy, slightly bitter grip, creating a gourmand finish with genuine substance rather than mere sugary residue. Vanilla rounds the edges, but never fully softens them—the fragrance maintains a faint dusty quality throughout, finally fading to skin scent that reads as powdered almond and dry hay rather than confectionery.
Miller Harris's Blousy arrives as a riot of stone fruit and spice restrained by powdery florals—a fragrance caught between a gin-soaked garden party and a proper English tea service. Bertrand Duchaufour has engineered something deliberately contradictory: the coriander seed and pink pepper Co2 lend a peppery snap that suggests sophistication, yet the strawberry liqueur in the heart immediately undermines any pretence of restraint. This isn't a refined composition; it's a deliberate mess, and that's precisely its charm.
The rose absolute doesn't arrive as a classical floral anchor but as something viscous and fermented, a quality heightened by the davana's apricot-rum undertones. Carnation and hawthorn add a slightly green, almost aldehydic prickliness that prevents the composition from becoming too sweet, though the tonka bean absolute in the base certainly tries. What emerges is a fragrance for someone comfortable wearing their contradictions visibly—a person equally at home in vintage shops hunting for crushed velvet as they are discussing natural perfumery with a sommelier.
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