It's a rainy London morning, fog sits thick in the air mixing with the first of the chimney smoke from waking houses. It's still dark outside, but the warehouse where the newspaper is printed has been at work for hours already. Inside, the fog is replaced with tobacco smoke. The mineral, balsamic smell printing ink fills the space together with the thick wood of the assembling tables. Leather aprons and gloves move to the internal rythm of the work, rolling the ink over the printing trays, pressing the pages, gathering the warm sheets of paper.
For an actual review, this is an extremely particular scent profile. It's strongly mineralic, thick with ink and tar and incense, on a resinous wood base. I personally don't detect any sweetness (which for me is a plus) and only the tiniest bit of spicy freshness from lavender and ginger. This is not a fresh fragrance whatsoever.
It's truly an incredible experience. I'm excited to try the rest of Beaufort's offerings.
