Oud Tropique

Bite into an overripe pineapple. That's the opening. Sweet, heavy, almost too much. Then oud and rosemary cut in, sharp and green, fighting the fruit for control. Neither wins outright. Hours later the fight is over. Bakhoor and leather take the room, dark and smoky, the kind of scent that stays on a scarf or a jacket long after you've taken it off.This isn't a fragrance that plays it safe. It's built for the person who wants people to remember exactly where they were standing when they smelled it.