Phloem
Like a neon trident, vascular blooms rip through mercurial waters. Candied rosé sky floods the coastal cottage provoking lucid dreams of obsessive Selkie skin-love, lips smack with saline dab.
What a sticky mess. Phloem is a diabolical assemblage of odourants that should oppose, but somehow attract. There is a violent, primal sensuality that bewitches before embracing. The entire composition is a balancing act of contradicting raw materials blended instinctually to create a shocking and diffusive bouquet of devastating release.
Sucrose-sweetness is tempered with greasy spices that hinder Phloem from sliding into tooth-achingly sweet territory. A damp note of nutty driftwood and hot gooey styrax gum continues deep into the fade.
Made in Scotland.
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