No. 101

No. 101 smells like the wild backyards of Reykjavik. It captures the short, bright summer days that never seem to end. Think of city life, sounds of a nearby party, and the smell of the earth. Fingers digging up sorrel and dandelions. Then, winter comes. Snow falls on a forgotten trampoline. Black currants drop from bare branches. This is a journey through green and fruity worlds.

The scent opens with tangy blackcurrant and fresh chervil. Its heart is a surprising mix of spicy cumin and earthy cypriol, softened by a touch of lily. It dries down to a warm base of unique limbwood, clean musk, and a hint of sweet vanilla.