Jacinthe de Bois

Sharp green galbanum and tulip's papery softness open onto a garden thick with narcissus and the dusty, almost bitter edge of broom in bloom. The composition settles into something quietly textural—hay's dry, honeyed warmth deepens with beeswax's subtle waxy amber, creating a skin-close drydown that smells like honeyed straw and soft, faint sweetness clinging close.