The oud of a Buddhist temple in Kyoto, Japan, invaded by frozen moss at the foot of the trees. The intoxicating scent of a piece of ancient oud wood transported to the fresh air of a calm morning. A freshness of oud, delicate, clean, and white, without the slightest violence or animality, wrapped in a sweet voluptuousness. The originality lies in the duality between a very clear opening and a more animalistic base. The fluidity of an evident perfume that enjoys playing at being the opposite of a caricatured raw material.
The whiteness of orange blossom and rice bran, the opalescent creaminess of sandalwood contrast with the subliminal image of oud, which warms upon contact with cypriol, saffron, incense, and patchouli.
Notes: "Pure Air" accord, orange blossom, oud wood.