Mata Hari

Mata Hari opens with a brilliant burst of citrus—orange and bergamot sharpened by tarragon's green bite, neroli and mandarin dancing together in sunlit brightness. The heart unfolds into lush florals: tuberose and jasmine bloom against honeyed warmth, while nutmeg and cinnamon add spiced depth; marigold and orchid drift through, touched by osmanthus's apricot-like sweetness. As it settles, leather and tobacco emerge from the base, grounded by vetiver and cedar, while tonka bean and vanilla glow softly beneath—the whole thing darkening into warm, woody amber where cumin and myrrh linger like incense, finally fading to dry sandalwood and the faint ghost of patchouli against skin.