Mojave

Mojave unfolds with the bracing snap of eucalyptus and juniper—a desert wind cutting through copal's resinous warmth and sage's dusty green. The heart settles into leather and linden's tender floral sweetness, softened by palo santo's smoky wood, before descending into earth itself: mitti attar's petrichor grounds the base, where amber glows beneath sandalwood and oud, their dark woody amber enveloping the skin like warm stone at dusk.