PHANTOM

Some men walk into a room and you forget their face but never their presence.

It opens with a crisp bite of apple. Not sweet, not loud, just clean and self-assured. Then lavender moves in the way confidence does. Quietly. Without asking permission. And just when you think you've figured it out, tonka bean settles into the base like a secret you weren't meant to hear. Warm, a little smoky, impossible to place but impossible to ignore.

This isn't a fragrance you wear to be noticed. You wear it and people notice anyway.

For the man who doesn't explain himself.