juliasaragaw

A rich sponge cake soaked in whiskey. A velvety vanilla pudding with caramelized brown sugar on top.

A punchy blast of grapefruit, sharpened by bursts of sour rhubarb and grounded with a smooth patchouli base. A battered brown leather bag.

Freshly laundered linen, neatly folded after drying outside on a clothesline. There’s a damp earthiness in the background.

A classic rice scent at its core, but elevated with a sharp dryness from white tea and clay. It feels lighter, almost brittle.

A romantic dinner at a swanky restaurant. Layered like a baked dessert. Rich with coffee, cognac, and a leathery warmth that lingers.