Top Notes 
Bergamot
Cardamom
Grapefruit
Iris
Jasmine
Lavender
Lemon
Mandarin orange
Nutmeg
Pink pepper
Saffron
Violet leaf
Heart Notes 
Amber
Cashmeran
Cedarwood
Leather
Musk
Nagarmotha
Orris root
Patchouli
Sandalwood
Vanilla
Vetiver
Base Notes 
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From where the pepper grows...
this powerful perfume seems to come. For at the beginning, this pearly spice takes the lead. Freshly ground in all varieties: sharp black, mild red, slightly sweet pink, and - as if from ambush, many other exotic spices join in.
Above all saffron and nutmeg. Allspice and cloves. A concentrated load that slowly creeps in at first, then increasingly stirs up the bazaar.
No trace of flowers yet. Except for those of lavender, which wallow herbally in a cardamom fog. Silver-gray-blue powder explosion. In the royal cloak of spices.
From which an iris root awakens underground and dusts finely on top. Meanwhile, the citrus fruits, which had shown little interest in the proceedings before - now burst in herb-fresh-aromatic, spreading out on the spice bed. But already various woods are approaching to secure the best spots. Like visitors to a football stadium who don’t have numbered tickets. They then fall onto the earth of patchouli and wrap themselves in deep dark leather cloaks. A rumbling crackle hangs in the air as the aromas then spread in waves and together form a choir that powerfully fills entire halls. Class of this noble leather citrus wood spice! But not for the faint of heart :-))
Above all saffron and nutmeg. Allspice and cloves. A concentrated load that slowly creeps in at first, then increasingly stirs up the bazaar.
No trace of flowers yet. Except for those of lavender, which wallow herbally in a cardamom fog. Silver-gray-blue powder explosion. In the royal cloak of spices.
From which an iris root awakens underground and dusts finely on top. Meanwhile, the citrus fruits, which had shown little interest in the proceedings before - now burst in herb-fresh-aromatic, spreading out on the spice bed. But already various woods are approaching to secure the best spots. Like visitors to a football stadium who don’t have numbered tickets. They then fall onto the earth of patchouli and wrap themselves in deep dark leather cloaks. A rumbling crackle hangs in the air as the aromas then spread in waves and together form a choir that powerfully fills entire halls. Class of this noble leather citrus wood spice! But not for the faint of heart :-))
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