Roses are Dead

MOOD

smoldering, exquisite, unforgettable.


OLFACTORY CLASSIFICATION

woody; smoky; floral

NOTES + ACCORDS

TOP:            charred clove bud, crushed black pepper, burnt maple
HEART:        black rose, java vetiver, patchouli
BASE:          birchwood tar, guaiacwood, labdanum, smoke, embers.

 

THE ALCHEMY

Notes of charred clove and crushed pepper flicker first, while burnt maple leaves a fleeting, bittersweet trace.

At the heart, black rose smolders through the embers—beautiful even in decay—its singed petals yielding to earthy patchouli and smoky java vetiver.

Forged through heat and deliberate destruction, birchwood tar anchors the base with the unmistakable intensity of a once all-consuming fire.  Wrapped in sensual labdanumguaiacwood cinders glow with a touch of rose undertones—a romance revealed in the ruins. What remains are smoke, embers, and an undying love that lingers long after all else has come undone.

—with love, from /BROOKLYN