Nuit Noire unisex

Scent story

To me this smells like midnight in a Goan jazz bar — orange blossom and ginger on the first breath, then the lights go down and the tuberose takes over, thick and narcotic as a saxophone solo. Cloves and cinnamon smolder underneath like the last coals in a hookah. The woods arrive dark and resinous — sandalwood, cedar, olibanum — and then leather, smooth and dangerous, settling over everything like a hand on the back of your neck. Amber and tonka warm it from below, musk keeping it skin-close and indecent. This is night as a verb. It does things to the air. Not for beginners — beginners stay away.

⚠ Not for beginners