Book +

Book+ unfolds like paper and wood—sandalwood and cedar opening with dry, architectural warmth. Black tea emerges in the heart, steeping an almost bitter-sweet earthiness into the woody frame, rounded by soft musk that blurs the line between skin and scent. The base settles into a creamy, intimate musk, grounding the composition in quiet, tactile comfort. What lingers is neither perfume nor absence, but something closer to the smell of turning pages in an old library.