La Fille de Berlin

Rose and geranium arrive clean and green, their pepper-tinged brightness cutting through like afternoon light through a Berlin window. Palmarosa deepens the floral with a soft, rosy warmth—tender without sweetness. As La Fille de Berlin settles, honey emerges honeyed and waxy, grounded by a dark, earthy moss and patchouli that pulls the whole composition earthward, wrapping it in shadow and skin-warm spice until only a dusky patch of moss and honeyed amber cling to the wrists.