Funerie
Fragrance notes
Character
Funerie opens like a damp autumn cellar where someone has been smoking rose petals over a dying campfire. The mushroom note hits first, earthy and fungal, before the dried rose and incense weave through a veil of leather and tobacco. It's immediately clear this is not a polite fragrance. The oud and myrrh add a deep, balsamic richness while the blood note lends a metallic tang, as if the rose had been pinched between your fingers until it bled. The overall character is that of a Victorian botanist's coat left hanging in a smoke-filled greenhouse after a thunderstorm: wet wool, crushed herbs, and the memory of fire.
As it dries, the cedar and amber come forward, softening the sharp edges but never fully smoothing them. The longevity is solid at nearly four hours on skin, though the sillage stays close to the chest, which feels right for something this intimate. It's unmistakably niche, heavy without being syrupy, and entirely natural in its composition, except for that strange blood note that keeps pulling you back to something animal. This is a fall scent through and through, best worn on a cold, damp evening when you want to feel like you're haunting your own life.
Who should wear it? Someone who romanticises decay, who finds beauty in the moment just before rot sets in. Skip it if you want compliments or clean laundry vibes. This is not a date night scent unless your date appreciates the poetry of decomposition.
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