Fleurs de Citronnier
The opening is sharp and green, petitgrain slicing through with a citrus bitterness that feels more leaf than fruit.
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.
- Tuberose60
- Bergamot55
- Iris45
- Orange40
- Iris Powder40
By the editors · 2 min readThe opening is sharp and green, petitgrain slicing through with a citrus bitterness that feels more leaf than fruit. Nutmeg adds a dry, dusty warmth, like sun-baked bark rather than kitchen spice. This is orange blossom territory approached from an unusual angle—structural, almost austere.
As it settles, tuberose and neroli soften the edges without sweetening them completely. Honey appears as a faint golden thread, never cloying, barely perceptible except as a subtle roundness. The white flowers here aren't lush or tropical; they're taut, shot through with green stems and earth.
The base pulls everything into a powdery, slightly resinous blur—iris lending its grey-violet coolness, styrax a balsamic weight, musk smoothing it all into skin. This is Serge Lutens in restrained mode: cerebral rather than opulent, best suited to those who find conventional florals too obvious. It wears close, quietly insistent.
