Ab.so.lute.

Hay and bay leaf crack open with a green, herbal sharpness—sage's peppery bite riding underneath—before guaiac wood's dry, almost smoky warmth enters. White flowers soften what might have been austere; vanilla and gurjan balsam deepen into amber's resinous glow. Ab.so.lute. settles on skin as tobacco leaf dries into tonka's caramel undertone, musk anchoring everything into a warm, slightly animalic close. Earthy and intimate, never soft.