Russian Leather Molton Brown

The elemi resin strikes first with a slightly sharp, almost medicinal brightness, immediately complicated by purple basil's herbal snap and black tea's tannic dryness. Within moments, the composition smells like someone has cracked open a leather-bound journal in a botanical apothecary, all competing voices vying for attention.

The birch and Siberian stone pine settle in like a cool fog rolling across northern terrain, their clean resinousness tempering the tobacco's earthy emergence. The leather begins its slow, deliberate unfurling, still sharp but now layered with the woody framework that gives it genuine architecture and complexity.

What remains is predominantly leather and cade juniper wood—a smoky, slightly austere embrace that loses definition and presence with each passing hour. By the fourth hour, the scent has retreated considerably, becoming a quiet whisper of wood smoke and leather rather than the assertive composition it opened with, eventually fading to skin warmth and the faintest tobacco echo.