Black Datura

Black Datura opens with a sharp, juicy bite—red fruits and pink pepper crackle against creamy tuberose, almost floral-fruity discord. The heart softens into a humid bloom of ylang-ylang and white flowers suspended in resinous warmth, turning honeyed and skin-close. By the drydown, musk and ambergris anchor the lily in a pale, intimate finish that smells less like florals than like the memory of them—powdery, slightly animalic, lingering close to the body.