Beach Bonfire Alchemic Muse

Mandarin brightness collides with distinctly funky carrion notes, creating an immediate sensory jolt—like citrus peels scattered across something long-abandoned. The effect is jarring, almost uncomfortable, and entirely deliberate.

White rose and blackcurrant absolute meld into something vinous and slightly fermented, the dark fruit's tartness undermining any floral sweetness. The composition becomes oddly perfume-like here—less natural, more abstracted—as if you're smelling a memory of fruit rather than the thing itself.

Cedarwood and white amber settle, but the rancid oil note persists, creating an acrid, almost metallic dryness that prevents the base from ever becoming comforting. It's architectural and austere—the olfactory equivalent of grey ash against concrete.