Custo Man

Juniper and bergamot burst bright and herbaceous, sharpened by lime's bite before neroli softens the edge into something almost floral. Custo Man settles into African orange flower's creamy warmth, threaded through with pepper's subtle heat and lemon verbena's green snap. As it deepens, tonka and benzoin emerge—sweet, resinous—anchored by a clean musk that keeps the whole arc from turning heavy. It's crisp then honeyed, botanical then powdery; something between a gin garden and amber skin.