Head In The Clouds

Tart rhubarb cuts through the air first, bright and slightly green, before softening into the powdery blush of peony. The heart settles into a delicate floral warmth as white amber and musk emerge beneath, their clean, skin-like quality wrapping around the peony without drowning it. Head In The Clouds drifts between that initial tartness and a creamy, intimate drydown where soft amber and musk linger closest to skin, the peony now a whispered memory fading to pale, milky warmth.