Inspired by the American West, Lonestar Memories is ‘the scent of a lonesome rider, wearing old jeans and leather jacket…after a long day on horseback in the dry woods, he prepares his coffee on an open, smoky fire.’ Deeply aromatic, this fragrance is also an enduring floral. Initially geranium’s bite is snapping and sharp, slicing through the grainy, cumin-like sweetness of carrot seed. Clary sage underscores the assertive, aromatic gait of this lone ranger, a musky, bitter accent. But when labdanum and jasmine enter the frame, this western takes a turn for the epic; under the rising moon, labdanum blooms in the crevices of the rocky hills, the smell of it’s sweet-clean resin blows over the cowboy’s camp; like an airborne opiate, it lulls our intrepid trailblazer into wool-swaddled, leather booted slumbers. As the last fragrant embers of his sandalwood-dry fire die out, a final puff of myrrh scented smoke puffs from the charr. Like magic, tiny crystalline buds of jasmine blossom amidst the ashes; emanating a deeply sweet, yet fresh scent (the vanilla-cacao, bright-rich tones of tonka bean). These stars of jasmine are accompanied by the fruity spice of vetiver, weed and flower both growing at an impossibly rapid pace. Our cowboy awakes to a fire not of flame, but of flora; and so the cycle of Lonestar Memories begins again, the aromatic brilliance of No. 3’s top notes echoed in the green floral characteristics of its base. A tall tale you’ll want to hear (and wear) again and again, Lonestar Memories will lodge itself in your imagination and never dissipate. Eternally intriguing.