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Caban is the fragrance that everyone forgets when talking about Babycat or Tuxedo.

To me, Caban smells like an autumn evening in the city. I walk through the cool streets. Golden light. Leaves rustle underfoot and the trench coat fits perfectly. On my way to the restaurant, I already sense that red wine and good conversations await me.

The opening is like a little toast: a hint of liqueur, warm and sweet, barely there, then gone again. Then pepper crackles on the skin.

And then comes what makes the fragrance so special: sandalwood in its most beautiful form. Creamy, soft, almost velvety. How beautiful you are! Tonka bean brings a delicate sweetness that never tips into dessert territory. Patchouli gently blends in and adds depth. The most beautiful balance between sweet, spicy, and woody.

Caban is grown-up and elegant. A fragrance that acts like a statement without ever being loud. For me, it is the epitome of autumn chic.

The most beautiful sandalwood scent in my collection - and perhaps the most underrated masterpiece in the YSL universe.

A gray rainy day. I sit in the corner of a small café. Outside, people rush by under umbrellas. Inside, background music mingles with the clinking of cups. The waiter places my cappuccino in front of me. The milk foam still flawless.

I pull my cashmere scarf tighter, not because I am cold, but because it feels so familiar. Just like the scent that spreads across my skin.
"White | Widian / AJ Arabia" begins with a hint of musk. Clean, soft, and so weightless. Then warm vanilla flows in, not sweet like dessert, but velvety and elegant. Violet and heliotrope lay over it, giving it a delicate roundness that feels more creamy than dry. Simply perfectly balanced.

Not a scent that is loud and dominates the room. But one that lingers in memory when someone comes close enough to you. Like cashmere on the skin. Like the moment when you dip the spoon into the milk foam and know: I will stay here a little longer.

"White | Widian / AJ Arabia" is not a trend scent. Nor is it a scent for just one specific season. It is the white cashmere sweater that you wear year after year. Timeless, stylish, and always appropriate. A scent that can become your signature.

Amalfi Coast. Just before the sun kisses the sea. Spritz in hand. And a light breeze carrying this scent to you.

Fico di Amalfi La Riserva opens with juicy-sweet blood orange and zesty grapefruit, instantly providing energy. Not a hint of bitterness. Just pure, sunny freshness. In the background, the fig shyly hides. But over time, it comes forward distinctly, so green and fresh. In the end, the musk gently envelops this sweet citrus, making everything softer and warmer. Beautifully balanced.

Compared to the classic "Fico di Amalfi | Acqua di Parma," the La Riserva version feels sweeter & fuller and lasts over six hours on the skin. Not a loud presence, but a projection that stays close to the body.

This is not a scent to wear only in summer. It is a piece of the Amalfi Coast, captured in a bottle. Those who wear it carry not just a fragrance, but the memory of a summer evening that never fades. Absolutely unisex.

Forget spice dust, tropical heat, and crowds. 19°4'N 72°52'E - Mumbai tells a completely different story.

The opening is cool, clear, and refreshing: zesty bergamot meets almost iris-like violet. No oppressive sweetness, but green, citrusy lightness. Instead of the hustle and bustle of the city, I find myself mentally lying in the shade under a palm tree.

Then the scene changes. The matcha here is not creamy-milky, but like freshly brewed tea. Aromatic with that fine steam note lingering in the air. Away from the beach, into a serene tea ceremony, somewhere in the heart of Japan.

Over time, the fragrance begins to settle and reveal its warm side. Vanilla and woods make it so creamy and soft. This transition from cool clarity to cozy warmth ultimately makes the scent exciting. In the end, I sit there and wonder: does Mumbai really smell like this? Maybe not. But this fragrance is worth the journey.

Not your cliché. Not your postcard. Not your Mumbai.

Rio. Beach bar. Salt in the hair, Caipi in hand, the wind plays with the summer dress. This is exactly how Sol e Samba smells.

Right from the first spray, juicy grapefruit explodes - zesty, slightly sweet, without ever feeling sticky. A fine hint of pepper tickles before a damp, green coolness emerges, reminiscent of wet palm leaves, giving the fragrance that tropical vibe.

Matcha? Not found on my skin. Instead, a soft amber finish later envelops the freshness, gently warming the scent without suffocating the grapefruit vibe.

Sol e Samba is absolutely unisex for me and perfect for anyone who loves grapefruit or is looking for a fragrance that simply lifts the spirits.

It remains bright, fresh, modern, and accompanies you through the day like a quiet reminder: It’s summer.