The opening is birch tar — Russian, distilled. It reads almost medicinal for the first ninety seconds, then settles into a worn-leather body of saddle, suede, and just enough vetiver to keep it from feeling decorative. The drydown, ten hours in, is iso e super and a quiet labdanum: it walks behind you instead of leading.
Sillage is moderate. Projection is intentional — close-range, an arm's-reach scent. Best on cool skin in the second half of the day.
"This is the version I made for myself, twelve years ago, after a horseback ride in Camargue. It took the rest of the archive to convince me to bottle it."— Aïssa Lemoine, perfumer