Ithaque

By the editors · 2 min readPink pepper crackles first, a dry sparkle that lifts the bergamot into brisk, metallic citrus. Raspberry lands seconds later, pulpy and tart, tinting the citrus with a fuchsia acidity that keeps the top lively for twenty minutes. Patchouli takes over early, earth-damp and cocoa-bitter, swallowing the fruit until only a dark-red stain remains on rough wood. The dry-down stays monochrome: cool loam, soft spice, a whisper of camphor from old patchouli leaves. Projection hugs the torso for four hours then settles into a raspy skin musk that smells like crushed berry stems on wet soil. Cool autumn days and unstructured cotton make the best frame for this terse, bittersweet wood.