Akro Night
Night is the smell of those long-lost, one-night dalliances that stay with you long after they probably should.
Night is the smell of those long-lost, one-night dalliances that stay with you long after they probably should.
A whiff of darkness, coming from the underground “belly of the earth” and the coldness of narrow stone corridors that are lost in mazes submerged underwater (the R.E.M phase of a reoccurring nightmare for this claustrophobic here). Although it is earthy-moist-mineral-fermented-fruity-resinous, the perfume somehow manages to keep an airy note, running through its DNA.
Enter Mon Nom est Rouge: same as with Biggazzi’s images, you can freeze-frame this fragrance’s development at any second – and it’s still a picture-perfect example of a perfectly composed, bathed in the right kind of all-natural light, bright focus on the main player – intricate but never too much – artistic type of wizardry. And it punctuates, with red, the whole tender love affair between incense and spices.
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Alexandria is a real baroque fragrant tale, with rapid movements between its layers, with a Fellinesque sense of realism and hyperbole embedded in its proportions, with lavish nuances and fluid life and presence on your skin.I think I need more of this in my life, ASAP.
Introspective but not of a stern, disciplined nature, Shunkoin is a ritualistic construction of fragile ivory filigree details, no sharp edges, no tension, no escalation.
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Imagine a dark, moody, urban goth-punk parallel reality. How would it smell like, what kind of characters would inhabit it? Who would wear your skin?