Flame

Reseda's green, almost soapy brightness ignites first, softened at once by freesia's pale sweetness. Peach arrives warm and fuzzy against orange blossom's creamy, honeyed florals, while orris root anchors with a subtle powder. As Flame settles, oakmoss surfaces with earthy, almost leathery depth—patchouli grounds it further—and musk wraps everything in a soft, skin-like warmth that lingers dry and faintly woody on the wrists.