MiN New York
MiN New York
89 votes
A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
Carrot seed's green-tinged spice bursts immediately, oddly crisp and almost food-like, before mineral notes arrive like a cool exhale, creating an unexpected brightness that feels almost atmospheric. Coriander adds warmth, but it's the mineral quality that dominates—austere and slightly saline against skin.
The flintstone accord emerges with particular force, creating a striking petrichor-like quality amplified by ozone's ozonic whisper, whilst tobacco's arrival introduces a leathery, slightly smoky character that transforms the composition entirely. What was bright becomes contemplative; the spice settles into the tobacco's dry folds rather than dancing above them.
Soil and black musk form the true centre, a damp earthiness that feels almost geological, softened only slightly by benzoin's resinous, slightly vanillic warmth. The fragrance becomes increasingly intimate here—less projection, more skin-scent—settling into a quiet, smoky base that lingers as an olfactory afterthought rather than a statement.
Moon Dust is a fragrance that smells like the aftermath of something burnt—not unpleasantly so, but with the compelling intrigue of a spent match or extinguished campfire examined up close. The carrot seed opening lends a peculiar spiced sweetness, almost vegetable-like in its earthiness, before mineral notes arrive like licking a smooth stone after rain. What makes this composition genuinely arresting is how the heart refuses sentimentality: flintstone and ozone create a metallic, almost electric quality that cuts through any warmth, whilst tobacco adds a leathery dryness rather than comforting smoke. This is not a nostalgic fragrance masquerading as one.
The base—that trinity of soil, black musk, and benzoin—grounds everything into something genuinely olfactory rather than aspirational. The soil note doesn't read as a manicured vetiver; it's damp earth, the kind that clings to your boots after rain, mingling with the resinous sweetness of benzoin like dried leaves catching on bark. Black musk keeps the composition from ever becoming pretty, maintaining an austere, almost contemplative quality throughout.
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