Fleur De Tabac
Fragrance notes
Character
The fruit in the opening feels thin, as if the pear and green apple were drawn in pencil rather than painted. This lightness does not last long once the spices arrive, because the cinnamon and nutmeg quickly anchor the scent with a dry heat that pushes the sweeter facets aside. Davana and saffron add a slightly medicinal edge to the brightness of the bergamot and tea, so the entrance is more puzzling than welcoming. Still, that brief confusion fades as the heart takes hold, and the tobacco leaves and tobacco blossom begin to spread through the air around you.
You are standing on a balcony above a narrow street where lanterns cast a amber glow against stone walls. The smoke from a nearby fire drifts past, mixing with the scent of rose and jasmine sambac that someone has placed in a clay bowl on the railing. Fleur De Tabac sits in that space between the burning wood and the fresh petals, with patchouli and vetiver grounding the floral haze. Oud and guaiac wood give the air a dark, resinous weight that moves through the evening without shrinking, while the sandalwood smooths the sharper edges of the freesia and orchid.
Vanilla and tonka bean arrive slowly, wrapping the tobacco in a thick, sweet layer that feels heavy against the skin. Incense curls through the mixture, adding a balsamic depth that keeps the sweetness from floating away into something trivial. White musk sits quietly beneath the amber, allowing the entire composition to remain present in the room long after you have walked through the door. The warmth of the spices and the resinous woods ensures the scent stays close to those nearby, never fading into a faint memory while the night continues.
The air remains filled with this mixture of dried herbs and rich tobacco, the apple and pear now completely absorbed into the dark sweetness of the vanilla and the
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