Le Chant de Camargue

Le Chant de Camargue opens with bright, almost peppery bergamot that catches light like salt spray across marshland. Rice milk softens the heart into something creamy and warm, touched by hedione's green-waxy whisper and paradisone's amber roundness—a gentle, almost powdery sweetness that floats rather than clings. Sandalwood anchors it from below, lending a woody, skin-like warmth that keeps the fragrance grounded even as it drifts. The whole arc feels spare and contemplative, like landscape rather than narrative.