Time Woman

Wild rose and neroli crack open bright and green, hyacinth threading through with an almost soapy floral weight. As bergamot pulls back, carnation steps forward—spiced, almost peppery from the pimento—while green leaves add a crushed, herbal bite that keeps everything from softening too quickly. The base arrives gradually, oakmoss anchoring what might otherwise drift, musk warming the skin, cashmere wood adding a creamy texture beneath. Vanilla emerges last, threading through the woody amber without sweetening it, until only warm musk and dry oakmoss linger against skin.