1989

Black and pink pepper snap open with bright heat, cutting through the air before plum and raspberry bloom soft and slightly tart in the heart—a stone-fruit warmth that feels almost edible. As the composition settles, olibanum rises with its resinous, almost liturgical depth, grounding the fruitiness while patchouli creeps in dark and earthy beneath, the two base notes weaving together until only incense smoke and worn leather-like earth linger on skin.