Million Golden Oud

Black pepper crackles immediately, sharp enough to almost sting, whilst bergamot provides a citric counterpoint. Within two minutes, nutmeg's warmth and saffron's honeyed-amber character crash through, creating that distinctive spice-forward intensity that reads almost peppery-medicinal—like inhaling a high-quality curry spice before anything sweet arrives.

The composition softens into its true character as gurjum balsam's resinous, slightly rubbery warmth melds with patchouli and sandalwood. The spice remains present but now acts as undertow rather than surface action; the leather begins its slow emergence, adding a whisper of skin-worn sophistication. By the second hour, you're enveloped in a woody-leather envelope with just enough amber sweetness to prevent austerity.

Cedarwood solidifies the base whilst oud appears more as a subtle dark shadow than a dominant force—its animalic qualities merging with leather and cistus's dusty incense tone. The saffron-amber sweetness lingers faintly, creating a fragrance that's become decidedly intimate, clinging to skin rather than projecting. What remains is refined, slightly austere, and unmistakably expensive-smelling in its restraint.