My We Belle

Pear and bergamot cut bright and crisp against a subtle violet-leaf green, before tuberose rises—creamy, almost indolic—layered beneath the honeyed warmth of orange blossom and jasmine. Lily-of-the-valley softens the florals into something tender. My We Belle settles into amber and sandalwood, their smooth roundness threaded through with cedar's dry spine and vanilla's whisper, until only warm sandalwood and traces of cedar linger on skin.