Redolent with nostalgia for a bygone era of artisan ateliers, where pipe smoke filled the air fusing with the scent of freshly tanned leather. The triumvirate of cumin, saffron and violet sets the scene for the unusual, sumptuous textures that follow throughout the remainder of this fragrance. When cumins dank, earthy context convenes with the floral metallics of saffron, the result is one that calls to mind scorched earth; in this case the fire is a bolt of violet lightning, purple piquancy sparking the conversation between saffron and cumin. A triplet of woods (Texas cedarwood, guaiac and sandalwood) follows, echoing the triangularity established by the initial top notes: cedarwood is sweet, guaiac wood smokes and sandalwood dusts, as if all three transpose the different elements of a disintegrating, ghostly house.
Patchouli, tonka bean and cistus add a plummy depth to the mix, increasing our ability to absorb the smoldering, ephemeral notes that have come before. When we encounter musk and oud, it seems that each individual of considerable funk has cancelled the other out; what we smell instead is a reminder of cumin, dusted onto a freshly cleaned, dewy epidermis. Nagarmotha resounds this subtle piquancy, while amyris shines a crystalline, woodsy spotlight onto this spice-sprinkled body. Amber’s saline crystals pebble the base of this scent, pricking into the flesh of the leather so that this tanned hide releases its albeit tamed yet animalic signature. An unmistakeable leather, Cuirs is nonetheless a dusty, spice-laden, woodsy contraption that mystifies as it shapeshifts. A sensual, light fascination. Indulge in this vintage vision and turn heads (and hearts).