Secret Garden opens with a burst of grapefruit; bright, acidic, and alive. It calls to mind morning light over stone paths, citrus trees heavy with promise, and the moment just before the world wakes up.
Basil emerges slowly, herbaceous and clean, weaving through the heart like ivy climbing sunlit walls. There's a tension here between the cultivated and the wild, the intentional and the free.
Then, petitgrain grounds the composition. Cool and green, it settles like a breeze under olive branches, offering clarity and calm without ever dulling the spark.
This is a scent of discovery. Of places once known but long forgotten. Secret Garden invites curiosity, and rewards it.
