Christopher Marlowe was the bad boy of Elizabethan theatre. Handsome and good natured, Marlowe was also a spy and a student of the occult.
A sweetly dusty tome of florid turmoil, Marlowe is the perfect invocation of an artist who died as flamboyantly as he lived. Osmanthus provides a fresh and fruity immediacy while tuberose stealthily underscores the fertile possibilities of such a bon vivant. Myrrh and dried flowers consecrate the heart, but are suspiciously obsequious…resting on a bed of oakmoss, labdanum, tonkin musk and leather, there’s no doubting the fundamental sensuality of this fragrance. Ever artful, Marlowe galivants and masquerades all over town, while maintaining majesty–even in the bloody end. Wear Marlowe and live every day like it’s your last.