Los Angeles

Eucalyptus and mandarin burst sharp and green, tempered by clary sage's herbal whisper and pineapple's bright tang—a crisp opening that feels like morning air. The composition deepens into tuberose's creamy florality, anchored by saline sea notes and narcissus, before Los Angeles settles into warmth: musk softens against heliotrope's vanilla-tinged sweetness while cade oil and guaiac wood bring dry, smoky leather. Cypriol oil grounds the whole thing with earthy incense, lingering as a gentle woody haze.