The opening is confrontational: the starched linen, cool melon-adjacent scent of cucumber swirling around a gasoline-inflected violet. Soon enough, smoky fermented ouds (Cambodian, Hindi and Laotian) fill the air with a blast of barnyard, fortified with aged civet for maximum stank. The friction between the bitterness of tea and the fruitiness of a berry accord lets you know that this animal has teeth.
The opening is confrontational: the starched linen, cool melon-adjacent scent of cucumber swirling around a gasoline-inflected violet. Soon enough, smoky fermented ouds (Cambodian, Hindi and Laotian) fill the air with a blast of barnyard, fortified with aged civet for maximum stank. The friction between the bitterness of tea and the fruitiness of a berry accord lets you know that this animal has teeth.