ซิสเตอร์ ฮิลเดการ์ด • เพียร์แฟต

That opening hit of blood orange is so bright and bitter it almost smells wet, then the dust and camphor creep in and it turns cold and churchy. Wore it on a rainy Tuesday and kept catching my own wrist all day. The milk note keeps it from going full incense, which I appreciate.

The frankincense and nard dry down is gorgeous, smoky but not churchy, with that blood orange still humming underneath hours later. I get the dust and milk thing too, weirdly comforting, like a warm attic. Wore it three days straight already.

I was worried the camphor would make this smell medicinal, but on my skin it just adds this cool, almost glassy edge that fades into creamy milk and frankincense. The jatamansi gives it a dusty, earthy dryness that keeps it from ever getting sweet. Easily the most interesting thing I've worn all yea