Juliette Has A Gun
A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
The cinnamon hits immediately, dry and almost medicinal rather than sweet, like red hots left in a pocket of worn leather. It's sharp enough to make you blink, but within moments it begins to soften, mingling with the first whispers of powdery iris that tempers the heat into something more intimate.
Patchouli takes centre stage, earthen and slightly chocolatey, whilst iris continues its cool, cosmetic dance—think vintage face powder meeting forest floor. The Iso E Super creates an enveloping woody aura that makes the entire composition feel like it's radiating from within your skin rather than sitting atop it, blurring the edges between wearer and scent.
What remains is a hushed animalic warmth—castoreum and labdanum forming a soft, resinous leather base streaked with the clean musk of Muscenone and Cetalox. The vanilla finally emerges, not as sweetness but as a creamy undertone that holds everything together, like skin after a long day still holding traces of morning's perfume and afternoon's adventures.
Calamity J. is Romano Ricci's olfactory portrait of a frontier iconoclast—all swagger and skin-deep warmth, shot through with a haze of woody ambiguity. The opening salvo of cinnamon arrives like a slap of red dust kicked up on horseback, hot and unapologetic, but this isn't your grandmother's potpourri. Within minutes, that spice collapses into a peculiar trinity of patchouli, iris, and Iso E Super, creating a powdery-woody nebula that hovers between refined and feral. The iris lends a cool, almost lipstick-like quality that smears beautifully against the earthy darkness of patchouli, whilst the Iso E Super blooms into that signature cedarwood ghost—fuzzy, intimate, slightly soapy.
What makes Calamity J. compulsively wearable is its animalic undercurrent, a low thrum of castoreum and civet that never quite breaks the surface but colours everything with a muted wildness. Muscenone adds a clean musk glow, whilst Cetalox amplifies the ambergris-like warmth that wraps around labdanum's leathery sweetness. This isn't loud; it's close, skin-mapping stuff that reads differently on everyone. The vanilla in the base is subtle, more textural than gourmand, rounding out the spice without turning saccharine.
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