Night

When the night belongs to those who desire and who love. A drink in an apartment, a taxi, a party in a Hackney Wick warehouse. Your eyes meet those of a stranger, between two flashes of strobe light. Night bottles the musky memory of these one-night encounters, the kind that linger long after dawn.

The opening reveals Bulgarian rose, opulent and velvety, letting a troubling fragility surface. The heart ignites at once: cumin and saffron unfold a spicy, carnal and almost animalic warmth.

In the base, oud sets up a resinous, mysterious depth, dark and enveloping, which prolongs the composition with a tenacious sensuality, like a presence you don't forget.

Heady, spicy and resolutely carnal, Night is the perfume of an assumed desire — the one you cherish, but don't necessarily talk about.