Aramis

By the editors · 2 min readAramis opens with a bracing herbal punch—thyme and bergamot cut through by myrrh's resinous bitterness, an oddly medicinal gardenia lurking beneath. It announces itself without apology, a scent built for boardrooms and leather-upholstered dens when men still wore hats indoors. Within minutes, the spice cabinet empties: sage, cardamom, and patchouli weave into something almost culinary, earthy and warm.

The base settles into classic masculine territory—oakmoss and vetiver anchored by sandalwood, with leather and amber adding weight. A whisper of coconut sweetness softens the edges just enough to keep it from turning austere. This is old-school masculinity rendered literal: confident, unapologetically heavy, built to last through long days and longer dinners. It wears like a uniform from another era, one that some still find comforting and others simply exhausting.