
Champaca
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SpicesCardamomChampaca
Space NK Champaca opens with a bright flick of green cardamom and crushed culinary spices before settling into a warm, creamy champaca flower co…★ 4.2 42 votes
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Afnan

Al Haramain Perfumes

Roja Dove

Al Haramain Perfumes
Oudi by Al Haramain is a rose forward oud oil that leans warm, spicy and distinctly Middle Eastern. Many wearers describe a churchy or mosque li…
Ahmed Al Maghribi
Oud Classic leans into a floral-spicy opening before settling into a musky, woody oud drydown. Reviews suggest it feels richer and smoother than…
Roja Dove

Al Haramain Perfumes

Aaron Terence Hughes

Hedonik

Aerin

Roja Dove

Akro

Azman

Roja Dove

CB I Hate Perfume
Winter 1972 by CB I Hate Perfume captures the crisp, eerie realism of stepping outside into a quiet winter landscape just after a heavy snowfall…
Bond No 9

CB I Hate Perfume
North Atlantic by CB I Hate Perfume strips away the synthetic melon sweetness found in typical department store aquatics and replaces it with th…
CB I Hate Perfume
Wild Pansy by CB I Hate Perfume captures the scent of walking through a damp backyard garden in mid-spring. Instead of a perfumed boutique flora…
CB I Hate Perfume
CB I Hate Perfume Walking in the Air smells like stepping barefoot onto a porch immediately after a heavy snowfall. Christopher Brosius designed…
CB I Hate Perfume
Wet Pavement London by CB I Hate Perfume smells like walking across damp city sidewalks right after a sudden summer thunderstorm. Christopher Br…
Aerin
Evening Rose is a dark rose fragrance with blackberry sweetness, a clear cognac note, and a smoky incense finish. It opens plush and slightly bo…
CB I Hate Perfume
Burnt Wood by CB I Hate Perfume smells exactly like its title promises. Instead of sweet barbecue smoke or synthetic cologne musk, you get the d…
CB I Hate Perfume
CB I Hate Perfume Grass smells exactly like stepping onto a freshly mowed suburban lawn on a damp May morning. Christopher Brosius skipped tradi…