Skin

Clean Reserve Skin occupies that peculiar territory where comfort meets calculated sensuality—a musk-forward composition that whispers rather than announces, built around the clever interplay of salted praline and powdery orris. The opening gambit of caramelised nuts kissed with sea salt might suggest gourmand territory, but the bergamot's citric brightness immediately checks that sweetness, steering the fragrance towards something far more nuanced than a simple dessert fantasy. What makes Skin compelling is how the orange blossom refuses to bloom in that typical heady, indolic fashion; instead, it's filtered through a cottony musk veil that renders it almost abstract, more suggestion than declaration. The tonka and vanilla partnership provides warmth without veering into cloying territory—there's a restraint here, a measured hand that keeps the sweetness tethered to the skin rather than projecting into the room. Sandalwood and orris form a creamy-powdery alliance in the base that reads almost like freshly laundered linen with the faintest trace of body heat beneath. This is the scent of someone who understands that intimacy operates at close range, who knows that leaving traces is more intriguing than making grand statements. It's for early mornings when you're not quite ready to face the world, for pulled-up duvets and bare skin, for those who find their sensuality in subtlety rather than volume. The moderate longevity and soft sillage aren't weaknesses here—they're essential to its character, a fragrance that exists in the space between you and whoever leans in close enough to notice.