The note unfolds with an immediate, piercing blast of invigorating camphor, sharp and profoundly cool, akin to a rush of brisk winter air through ancient forests. It possesses a crystalline, almost mentholated quality that tingles the nostrils and clears the senses, lending an impression of pristine cleanliness. Beneath this initial bracing coolness, a dry, slightly resinous woodiness emerges, reminiscent of aged cedar or freshly planed pine, but without the sweetness often found in other wood notes. There's a subtle, earthy undertone, a whisper of dry leaves or mineral dust that grounds its otherwise ethereal chill. Its intensity is remarkable, projecting with excellent diffusion as a commanding top note, often extending into the heart where its woody facets deepen. It doesn't evolve dramatically into something entirely different but rather mellows, softening its initial sharpness into a more integrated, aromatic woody-camphoric warmth that can linger for hours, offering remarkable longevity for such a seemingly volatile character.
An enigmatic and moody urban fragrance that captures the unique scent of a city after a rainstorm. It's atmospheric and bold, evoking the image of damp asphalt and neon lights reflecting on wet streets.
Melancholic, reflective, ancient, and introspective, with an ink-like aroma.