Noir Tropical Maria Candida Gentile
The most refined option in this halloween haul, Noir Tropical is a subtle, glamorous surprise for even the most veteran trick or treater. Bergamot’s acid prevents vanilla’s treacly tendencies from developing. Almond’s soft powder falls into rum’s liquid spice and yields a chemical reaction of soft smoke. An elegant and minimalist evening-wear gourmand,. This scent stays cool and soft but it’s seductive qualities could turn your night steamy.
Like This Etat Libre d’Orange
Made in honor of the incomparable Tilda Swinton, Like This is a scent-portrait that captures the fire and cream of that chameleonic icon. Yellow tangerine and ginger singe like hot caramel on an apple. The creamy smoothness of pumpkin and the velvet pile of immortelle are the creamy candy once cooled. Neroli and rose are the bright, juicy flesh beyond the candy. Vetiver, heliotrope and musk intertwine into the apple core and stem, a bitter, earthy core. An original temptation, Like This begs to be bitten.
Paris L.A. A Lab on Fire
A transatlantic triumph, Paris L.A. is refreshingly solid citrus. L.A. is cola and Paris is macaroon until these emblematic edibles are transformed by key lime. A sweet cloud of almond, dense with the rooty dew of kola is pierced by an arrow of citrus; in the mist, this flash of electric limelight is captured and condensed. The result is a solid, creamy lime that’s as substantial and comforting as pie. A sweet slice of heaven.
Spirit of the Glen HYLNDS D.S. & Durga
Three fingers of sweet, golden magic. Pear, grass and pineapple weed are poached in newly made spirit. A long-handled spoon of limousin oak muddles this brew while a sachet (wild chamomile, hay, and barley) bobs through this pedigreed hooch, it’s floral malt diffusing the acidic pop of the steeping fruits. A charred bourbon barrel, patched with slivers of sherry cask, contains the experiment. An irresistible tipple.
Tea for Two L’Artisan Parfumeur
Piquant and salty, this savory-sweet spice bomb is a comfort that’s as addictive as a flavor-engineered pop tart, but with the dark complexity of cognac-aged fruitcake. Tea, with a twist of bergamot and floating studs of star anise, steams in fine bone china. Nearby a dense gingerbread oozes, the dry heat of cinnamon and ginger smokes viscous volumes of honey and vanilla. Remnants of tobacco smoke and a memory of leather lingers in the autumn of this afternoon delight. An auburn beauty.
Frangipane e Coco I Profumi di Firenze
Frangipani tumbles into a bowl of blood orange. As floral cream ribbons onto the mound of fruit, ivory sizzles against burgundy, and a thin vapor issues from the crevices of this fresh delicacy. Frankincense floats heavenwards, and in it’s wake this smoked sweet registers a new note; a solid, lactic, coconut that’s takes us out of the kitchen and onto the beach. Simplicity makes Frangipane e Coco irresistible, but deceptively moreish. One sniff is never enough.
El Born Carner Barcelona
Like a delicia crafted by the careworn fingers of a nun, El Born is a confection so heavenly, it’s hard to believe it’s sin-free. Initially as sweet and rich as a Yemas de Santa Teresa, angelica, heliotrope and jasmine aerate El Born, while fig contributes a lusty ripeness. A unsweetened vanilla supports the savory bitters of peru balsam, australian sandalwood and an earthy musk. A (w)holy delectable pleasure.
Blommacult Room 1015
A flower you eat; not a nasturtium garnish, but a whirling dervish of hallucinogenic flavor. Violet and vanilla rollick and roll through a mystical woodland of cashmeran sprouting patchouli. A fine rain of cinnamon trickles through the hybrid canopy and coats the pastille partiers, affecting an additional dimension of delirium. The sensory explosion that results from a tasteless tab of magic, this is truly a ghost gourmand–you can’t taste it, but you can feel it. Trippy.
A smooth green syrup that’s rolls over the tongue like honeyed quicksilver; this is a gateway spirit if ever there was one. Round, viscous and refreshingly bittersweet, this temptation is ideal for those who want fast transport out of the predictable into a fantastic wonderland of green woodsy gourmands. A delicious fantasma, Absinth adds a special sparkle to skin–and your field of vision.
A chocolate woodland. Initially a dense creme de cacao, Ore’s woodsy majority absorbs gourmand richness and repurposes the edible notes into a soft accent, like a dusting of bittersweet, red Droste on top of a dry cappuccino. As durable as it is comforting, in Ore you’ll be golden.