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You are crushing thick dandelion stems between your fingers. The sap-like pulp covers your hands. It is summer and nothing matters. Yes.

A thick, dense molasses that sits close to the skin. Antique and “brown”. The sweet smell of old paper and dust. Your mother’s worn clothes.

Where others failed, Buxton leans into the burnt, ashy, rubbery notes and combines them with leather to make something beautiful. Addictive.

Caramelised popcorn with sputters of ash. Nutty and toasty but also quite thin and transparent. For a gourmand hater this might turn you.

Campy in that the “gender” of the fragrance goes either way. Shaving foam and roses. Soapy jasmine and metallic ambroxan. And it works!