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of, ter ere van onkruid Je ziet ze overal. Ruikt ze nergens. Geen parfum viert ze. Geïnspireerd door een gewone plant met een zeldzame essentie, inula, en door de optocht van al het onbeminde – distels, brandnetels, braamstruiken, wortels – doet deze iconoclastische geur hen eindelijk recht.
I’ve never smelled inula in anything else, and this captures it so vividly—green, dusty, almost defiant, like crushed stems after rain. It lasts about six hours on my skin, soft but persistent. Weeds never smelled so elegant.
I was skeptical about a perfume built around inula, a weed nobody talks about, but the dry-down is unexpectedly soft and green, like crushed stems after rain. It wears close to the skin and lasts a solid six hours on me.
It's rare to find a fragrance that smells like damp earth and wild growth instead of something dressed up. The inula note comes through surprisingly clean and green, with a bitterness that fades into something almost honeyed on my skin. I've worn it on rainy days and it feels exactly like the name p
