Series 3 Incense: Avignon unisex

Scent story

To me this is the inside of a cold stone cathedral in winter — chamomile and elemi like dust motes in a shaft of stained-glass light, then the heart: labdanum resin and incense burned by centuries of hands, spices on the altar, myrrh and olibanum thick enough to taste. Nothing here is decorated or pretty. The base is the architecture itself: Virginia cedar and Brazilian rosewood from the pews, patchouli and oakmoss like moss between the flagstones, a trace of vanilla from a votive candle, musk like old wool. It is a masterpiece of smoke and stone, and it will empty a room as fast as it fills one. Not for beginners — beginners stay away.

⚠ Not for beginners