Blended Oil · 10ml

You were never the same person arriving.

Rain taps on old windows, and for a moment the street looks like Paris. You slow down without meaning to, letting the drops find your shoulders. Then incense drifts out of a doorway and Bangkok comes back. Freesia, incense and something green. You feel far away and right at home at the same time, and you would not change either.

Notes of freesia, incense and geranium.