Lakmé

Citrus and aldehydes strike first—bright, almost metallic clarity that sharpens the air. Peach unfolds softly beneath, then rose and lily-of-the-valley bloom in white, creamy layers, magnolia adding a faint soapy floral weight. The base arrives in stages: pink pepper crackles gently as musk and olibanum build warmth, while sandalwood and agarwood deepen into woody amber. Orris and cashmere wood add a powdery, almost skin-like texture that keeps everything intimate. Vanilla and benzoin drift through like a honeyed whisper, and faint cypriol oil grounds the sweetness in something resinous and earthy, until only creamy sandalwood, soft ambergris, and a trace of vanilla linger at the wrists.