A dimly lit bar, jazz playing low. Late evening. He leans back — white tee, sleeves rolled, effortless. Cigar smoke lingers, dark and slow-burning. Then comes the honey — warm, smooth, disarming. Burning Black: hard to name, impossible to forget.
Mood
Masculine • Timeless • Unforgettable
Top Notes
Cardamom Explosion, Candied Mandarin, Dried Fruits