Eau du Fier

Mint and bitter orange snap open with immediate clarity, a bright jolt that softens into something more complex—salt and tea arrive like a cool breeze across damp skin, while clove's warmth threads through osmanthus flowers, their apricot-tinged sweetness kept in check. The whole thing settles into a lean, woody drydown where birch's clean, faintly peppery grain anchors what remains, leaving traces of tea and salt still lingering like residue on cloth.