Tras la tormenta en el Jardín Botánico

By the editors · 2 min readSaffron flashes metallic and leathery against a cool violet petal, the spice drying the flower into something slightly earthy rather than sweet. A dark rose joins, its petals dusted with the same dry spice so the flower reads matte instead of lush, while sandalwood smooths the edges with a clean blond wood creaminess that keeps the heart from turning brittle. Patchouli arrives moments later, green and minimally camphorous, stitching wood, spice and floral into a single muted textile that sits close to skin. Vetiver stretches the finish with a smoke-tinged grass root that extends the earthy theme, and musk encloses everything in a sheer grey veil that mutes projection but prolongs wear.