Fate Woman
The opening is a sharp crack of cinnamon—medicinal, almost fiery—over bright bergamot that vanishes quickly.
The scent fingerprint
Weighted by intensity across 12 accords.
Every perfume in Sillage is represented as a distribution across canonical accord slugs — a lingua franca for scent. Two fragrances with overlapping fingerprints are scent-twins, even if they share no literal note.
- Incense95
- Labdanum85
- Oakmoss80
- Leather75
- Cinnamon70
By the editors · 2 min readThe opening is a sharp crack of cinnamon—medicinal, almost fiery—over bright bergamot that vanishes quickly. This isn't sweet spice; it's resinous and austere, setting the tone for what follows. Within minutes, dense clouds of incense rise, mingling with indolic jasmine and a heavy labdanum that clings like church incense on woolen vestments. The florals never soften into prettiness; narcissus and rose emerge shadowed, almost funereal, anchored by a leathery, animalic undertone.
As it settles, the base reveals oakmoss and patchouli in their classic, mossy thickness, while castoreum adds a musky warmth that hovers between skin and something darker. Benzoin lends a trace of balmy sweetness, but never enough to lighten the mood. The overall effect is grand, solemn, nearly operatic—a scent for someone drawn to baroque intensity over modern restraint.
