I offer you the milk of the divine mother, ambrosial liquid gathered in a glass vessel as it fell down upon tierra nueva from diaphanous clouds of indeterminable color.
green cardamom
styrax japonicus
musk melon
cashmere
petrichor
milk
Lactating cloud opens with the mineral-ozone scent of petrichor (the smell of rain on the earth), at the heart green cardamom and melon emerge from a diaphanous cloud of styrax that leads to a clean watery cashmere-musk dry down.
“Like sipping off the teat of Nephele: ethereal, deceptively bold… softly mutating throughout the day.”
“I close my eyes and I am flipping through the current Harper’s Bazaar, it is 1992, I am 13. I’m on my bed and I’m absorbing every detail of these editorials. Although I don’t quite understand what I am looking at, what these details mean, I file them away to use later in life. I come to an advert for a perfume with a sample. I have lifted the flap of paper to smell this sample over and over again. The scent is still there but I have to press my face to the paper and breathe deeply in order to inhale the perfume. The ad has a black and white photo of a far away place, somewhere across the world, a place that is serene. I can hear Chopin, and when the wind blows, the gentle wind brings with it this scent from the advert.”
All parfums are available in limited edition of 50.
Samples include all scents from collection 001.
I offer you the milk of the divine mother, ambrosial liquid gathered in a glass vessel as it fell down upon tierra nueva from diaphanous clouds of indeterminable color.
green cardamom
styrax japonicus
musk melon
cashmere
petrichor
milk
Lactating cloud opens with the mineral-ozone scent of petrichor (the smell of rain on the earth), at the heart green cardamom and melon emerge from a diaphanous cloud of styrax that leads to a clean watery cashmere-musk dry down.
“Like sipping off the teat of Nephele: ethereal, deceptively bold… softly mutating throughout the day.”
“I close my eyes and I am flipping through the current Harper’s Bazaar, it is 1992, I am 13. I’m on my bed and I’m absorbing every detail of these editorials. Although I don’t quite understand what I am looking at, what these details mean, I file them away to use later in life. I come to an advert for a perfume with a sample. I have lifted the flap of paper to smell this sample over and over again. The scent is still there but I have to press my face to the paper and breathe deeply in order to inhale the perfume. The ad has a black and white photo of a far away place, somewhere across the world, a place that is serene. I can hear Chopin, and when the wind blows, the gentle wind brings with it this scent from the advert.”
All parfums are available in limited edition of 50.
Samples include all scents from collection 001.
