Fig Fiction

Fig Fiction opens with a bright sting of pink pepper and blackcurrant, lemon cutting through like morning light. The heart softens into powdery violet and green bamboo, with fig arriving as a warm, almost creamy center—not the dried sweetness but something fresher, still clinging to leaf and stem. As it settles, vetiver anchors everything in dry earth while plum and Brazilian rosewood deepen the base into something spiced and woody, the fig's initial brightness now a whisper beneath the grain.