Myrte

Thyme and orange spark alive on first contact, their herbal brightness cutting sharp against creeping myrtle—green, resinous, almost medicinal. The heart softens into jasmine's honeyed warmth, while labdanum and cedar weave through, adding a woody depth that keeps the florals grounded. Amber and musk emerge in the base, wrapping everything in soft, skin-like heat, as vanilla settles into the drydown with a whisper of amber and lingering woody cedar.