Top Notes 
Eucalyptus
Bergamot
Blood orange
Ginger
Mandarin orange
Heart Notes 
Narcissus
Orange blossom
Jasmine sambac
Tuberose
Base Notes 
Chocolate
Patchouli
Amber
Tobacco
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Once please to the sixth floor in Harrods
I still remember the moment when the heavy glass doors of Harrods closed behind me. Even in the entrance hall, the scent of fresh pastries from the Food Hall mingled with the faint hint of expensive perfumes floating somewhere between the shelves.
I took the gold-glimmering elevator up; each floor seemed to be its own realm. The third was filled with designer handbags, the fourth smelled of fine leather. But my destination was the sixth floor: Xerjoff.
As the doors opened, the atmosphere changed immediately. It was quieter here, more subdued, like a private club for fragrance lovers. Velvet curtains, golden mirrors, dim lighting, and at the very end, like a throne, the boutique of Xerjoff.
An advisor in a perfectly tailored suit handed me a crystal green bottle: Sixth Floor. “Exclusive to this place,” he said, almost conspiratorially.
The first spray was like a walk through a cool, sun-drenched garden; eucalyptus and zesty blood orange flashed as if opening a window to let in fresh air. Then, like a slow sinking into a velvet armchair, white flowers came forth abundantly but not intrusively. And finally, deep in the background, everything warmed into a blend of tobacco, chocolate, and amber as if Harrods itself were pouring you a secret, sweet whisky.
I stood there, the escalators softly rushing in the distance, and it became clear to me: This scent is not just a perfume. It is the sixth floor itself-the tranquility, the luxury, the hint that behind every door something undiscovered awaits.
When I stepped back onto the street, the London sky was gray and rainy. But in my mind, I was still up there, in the warm light of the sixth floor.
My conclusion:
This scent is for me like a perfect moment in London-rare, precious, and enveloped in a unique atmosphere. It combines the fresh elegance of zesty citrus notes and eucalyptus with a warm, sensual depth of tobacco, chocolate, and amber. What impresses me the most is the journey it takes on the skin: from the bright, invigorating opening to an almost mysterious, embracing base.
It does not wear like an everyday perfume but like a special event-something you don’t take off the shelf every day but consciously for moments you want to cherish. Yes, the price is high, perhaps even exaggerated, but the memory it evokes and the feeling it gives are hard to quantify. For me, it is less a fragrance and more a piece of Harrods that you take home.
Berkan
I took the gold-glimmering elevator up; each floor seemed to be its own realm. The third was filled with designer handbags, the fourth smelled of fine leather. But my destination was the sixth floor: Xerjoff.
As the doors opened, the atmosphere changed immediately. It was quieter here, more subdued, like a private club for fragrance lovers. Velvet curtains, golden mirrors, dim lighting, and at the very end, like a throne, the boutique of Xerjoff.
An advisor in a perfectly tailored suit handed me a crystal green bottle: Sixth Floor. “Exclusive to this place,” he said, almost conspiratorially.
The first spray was like a walk through a cool, sun-drenched garden; eucalyptus and zesty blood orange flashed as if opening a window to let in fresh air. Then, like a slow sinking into a velvet armchair, white flowers came forth abundantly but not intrusively. And finally, deep in the background, everything warmed into a blend of tobacco, chocolate, and amber as if Harrods itself were pouring you a secret, sweet whisky.
I stood there, the escalators softly rushing in the distance, and it became clear to me: This scent is not just a perfume. It is the sixth floor itself-the tranquility, the luxury, the hint that behind every door something undiscovered awaits.
When I stepped back onto the street, the London sky was gray and rainy. But in my mind, I was still up there, in the warm light of the sixth floor.
My conclusion:
This scent is for me like a perfect moment in London-rare, precious, and enveloped in a unique atmosphere. It combines the fresh elegance of zesty citrus notes and eucalyptus with a warm, sensual depth of tobacco, chocolate, and amber. What impresses me the most is the journey it takes on the skin: from the bright, invigorating opening to an almost mysterious, embracing base.
It does not wear like an everyday perfume but like a special event-something you don’t take off the shelf every day but consciously for moments you want to cherish. Yes, the price is high, perhaps even exaggerated, but the memory it evokes and the feeling it gives are hard to quantify. For me, it is less a fragrance and more a piece of Harrods that you take home.
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