Apollonia

Apollonia is the scent of intimacy—not the carnal kind, but the soft-focus memory of it. This is skin musk elevated to an art form, where orris butter's earthy, grey-violet richness meets the kind of white floral haze that never quite resolves into jasmine or tuberose but hovers between both. The powderiness isn't grandmotherly; it's the fine cosmetic dust of iris root crossed with that peculiar fatty smoothness that only orris butter delivers—like cold cream left open on a dressing table beside a vase of white flowers losing their petals.

What makes Apollonia compelling is its refusal to project. This is a fragrance for the wearer, not the room, building a soft-focus aura that reads as expensively clean without the soapiness. The white musk base isn't sharp or detergent-like but genuinely creamy, almost skin-identical, allowing the orris to bloom without distraction. The interplay between powder and cream creates an almost edible texture, whilst the white blossoms lend just enough narcotic sweetness to prevent the composition from becoming too austere.