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Mahogany Bookcases Eau de Parfum 

Where legacy meets legacy.  

Step into the quiet power of a room that remembers. Mahogany Bookcases opens with cognac poured over blackened oak—rich, never sweet—cut by galbanum’s green whisper like aged leather bindings. As it warms, plum-ripe tobacco folds into velvet rose and peony, while pistachio’s nutty depth grounds the smoke into vanilla-polished clearwood. It settles into ambered musk: no ash, no sharpness—just the weight of wisdom worn like a tailored coat*. This isn’t nostalgia. This is confidence, distilled in mahogany.  

📚 Not a scent. Your intellectual armor. 

For the ones who speak softly and carry old books.

Quiet Nude Eau de Parfum

Where skin meets sunlight—unadorned, luminous, alive.

Breathe in the art of barely-there luxury.Quiet Nude opens like a secret whispered on warm skin: a veil of musky bergamot softened by sheer jasmine, glowing like dawn on bare shoulders. At its heart, a *living bouquet* blooms—cyclamen dewdrops, neroli kissed by citrus groves, and orange blossom at first light—never loud, always intimate. It settles into a second-skin embrace of white musk, Australian sandalwood, and pale woods: the scent of confidence that lingers like a memory.  

✨ Airy. Clean. Unforgettably you.

Not a fragrance you wear—a presence you inhabit.

Dark Elixir Eau de Parfum 

Where night becomes a second skin.  

Step into the glow of forbidden warmth. Dark Elixir ignites with saffron’s molten spice tangled in rum-soaked blackberries—a decadence that never tips into sweetness. As the haze clears, clary sage cuts through like midnight air, softening supple leather into a whisper against your pulse. It settles in the quiet aftermath: musk and polished patchouli clinging like secrets, leaving a trail that’s dark-sweet, magnetic, and utterly modern.  

🔥 Not a scent. A slow-burning invitation.  

For the ones who command the room without saying a word.

Silk Confection Eau de Parfum 

Where comfort wears couture.  

Breathe in the impossible lightness of being sweet. Silk Confection lifts off like spun sugar kissed by apricot dawn—juicy fruit that never tips into syrup, folded into pillowy marshmallow and vanilla so soft it melts on contact. Beneath the cloud, cashmere woods cradle your skin like a whispered secret, while white musk lifts the dry-down into weightless elegance. No cloying sugar. No heavy vanilla. Just *polished air, wrapped in satin.  

☁️ Not a dessert. A state of calm.  

For the ones who wear comfort like confidence.    

Green Hour Eau de Parfum Mist** 

*Your 3 p.m. sanctuary in a bottle.* 

Breathe in clarity. Green Hour opens with sunlit mandarin—crisp, never sharp—lifted by a cool exhale of mint and thyme* that cuts through mental fog. At its core, authentic matcha leaves (steeped, not sweetened) ground the brightness with earthy depth, while jasmine and magnolia bloom like a quiet pause in your busiest hour. It settles into sun-warmed oak and orange blossom: fresh as a deep breath, calm as a cleared desk*. No caffeine crash. No citrus sting. Just alert calm, bottled. 

🌿 *Not a perfume. A mindful minute.

For the ones who reset before they reach for coffee.

Noir Soleil Eau de Parfum Mist  

Where sunlight becomes shadow on your skin.  

Breathe in the duality of day and night. Noir Soleil ignites with sun-bleached coconut husk and white peach nectar—bright, never beachy—lifted by tiare blossom at high noon. As it warms, the solar heart deepens: ylang-ylang steeped in golden light folds into resinous ambered woods and toasted Madagascar vanilla, while tonka’s caramel whisper melts into musk like cooled embers. No sugary tropics. No harsh vanillas. Just radiance that evolves with you—from dawn’s glow to midnight’s allure.  

🌙 Not a scent. A second skin with two souls.  

For the ones who wear daylight like confidence and night like a secret

Calle Nocturna Eau de Parfum Mist

Havana’s heartbeat, distilled into skin. 

Step into the velvet hum of midnight. Calle Nocturna ignites with sun-ripened El Dorado peach—juicy, never saccharine—wrapped in velvet patchouli** that breathes like aged Cuban tobacco. As it warms, black rum smolders into the skin, lifted by davana’s boozy whisper and citrus sparks that cut through the darkness. It settles into ink-dark warmth: no syrup, no sharpness—just polished heat that lingers like a secret shared at 2 AM. This isn’t fruit. This is confidence, drenched in moonlight.  

🌙 Not a scent. Your after-hours signature. 

For the ones who wear dusk like a second skin.

Step into the embrace of Velvet Reserve—where opulence is felt, not announced. Crafted for the connoisseur who understands that luxury resides in *texture*: the slow unfurling of cassis against skin, the molten ripple of aged rum cream, the sun-warmed cradle of vanilla bean.  

This Eau de Parfum doesn’t announce itself—it adorns. From the first mist, bright cassis yields gracefully to a heart of spiced rum cream, while the base of bourbon vanilla and tonka bean weaves a warmth that lingers like a slow confession. Like heirloom cashmere, it feels both timeless and urgently modern—evolving with your skin, deepening with your presence.  

Why it captivates:

✨ The Art of Restraint: No cloying sweetness—only the sophisticated dance of fruit, spirit, and resin.  

✨ Skin-Intimate Longevity: Formulated to unfold slowly, revealing new depths as the day turns to night.  

✨ A Ritual of Refinement: Presented in a heavy glass bottle with a hand-finished velvet sleeve, accompanied by a travel atomizer.  

“Not a scent for the room—but for the soul that commands it.”

Step into the golden hour with Sunlit Rum—where gourmand meets grace. Inspired by Havana’s sunlit plazas and the quiet thrill of stealing rum from your abuela’s cabinet, this Eau de Parfum opens with a bright spark of Calabrian lemon peel and aged rum, cutting through the sweetness like a Caribbean breeze. It softens into pillowy chantilly cream and nutty praline, then settles into bourbon vanilla’s molten glow—anchored by sandalwood’s earthy whisper.  

This is grown-up playfulness. No cake, no candy—just the texture of warmth:  

- ✨ Sunlit Citrus Spark: Zesty lemon-rum top note (like [1]’s *Sicilian Lemon + Rum* synergy) that feels vibrant, never sugary.  

- ✨ Skin-Intimate Evolution: From playful zest to sandalwood-softened comfort—designed to unfold with your pulse, not overpower a room.  

“Not a scent for the gala—but for the kitchen dance parties that feel like home.”