La Fille de l'Air

By the editors · 2 min readPetitgrain crackles first, a green-citrus spark that drches the neroli petitgrain into something almost metallic before the heart blooms. Neroli returns amplified, now honeyed and waxy, braided with jasmine’s indolic lift and orange blossom’s lactonic cream, creating a seamless white-floral column that hovers just above the skin. Cedar arrives dry and quiet, shaving off the petals’ sweetness while musk blurs the edges into a clean skin-hum that smells like warm linen dried in sun. Wear it when you want to smell freshly showered rather than perfumed; it survives heat without turning cloying and stays polite enough for open-plan offices, yet the white-flower hum lingers on fabric well into evening.