My Nectar. Under the Water

3 days ago

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personal fragrance

Story

Vatslav was an underwater archaeologist. He called every dive a step into a parallel world: up above ordinary life bustles, while below there is silence, greenish light and things that have waited centuries to be found.

In October the expedition was working at an old sunken boat.

In the morning Vatslav put My Nectar on his wrists. Aldehydes and milk opened cool and clean, like the smell of cold metal and wind in the face on deck.

He went under with his dive partner Assol. The sand slowly parted under the brush, and the edge of a bronze candlestick appeared. Everything was as usual, and yet something had subtly changed. Rice, coconut, seaweed, honey and toffee unfolded on his skin, soft and sweet.

When they brought the candlestick aboard, Assol pulled off her mask and laughed.

Vatslav, you smell of the sea and honey, as if you'd just come up from another world yourself. Scary interesting, isn't it?" Assol said.

Interesting. What would be scary is not diving there at all," Vatslav answered.

By evening sandalwood, opoponax, resins, patchouli and a warm golden accord stayed on his skin, deep and warm.

How it smells

The start is cool and unusual: aldehydes give a feeling of cold metal and wind, milk a soft cleanness.

In the heart rice and coconut sound milky and tender, seaweed adds a marine coolness, and honey and toffee a honeyed sweetness.

In the base sandalwood, opoponax, resins, patchouli and a warm golden accord leave a deep, warm trail.

What makes it special

My Nectar was created as a personal fragrance to order. It is the smell of cold metal and wind in the face. The fragrance gives life a special zest: a leap beyond the everyday, a stay in a parallel world, through the looking glass, where it is scary interesting to peek. This nectar attracts and repels at once, but rather attracts. Everything is as usual, and yet something has invisibly changed.

It is worn for adventure: on a day of discoveries, on a journey and wherever the unknown begins.