Stnicholas

Bergamot zest, soft lavender, and a touch of murky woodsy darkness. Subtly complicated, yet uplifting. Can't stop smelling my shirt.

Musty carpet from a house built in the 1970s. A fur coat with makeup still smeared on the collar, left to sit in a closet for decades.

Latex, delicate florals, and cacao brought together to evoke gauzy sunlight and white frosting straight from the tub.

A blast of minty lemon balm turns to black tea leaves and mild tobacco. Doesn’t need amazing longevity to be a work of art!

A punchy synthetic juicy fruity tart raspberry fruit punch grenade. Smells worse on clothes than on skin.