New York City at night, in a loud, bold colourful fume. Abstract aromatics. Pineapple glow, magenta dianthus, iris purple twilight, tobacco, and darkness in black amber
Brash. A bit trashy. A bit classy. Pair with loud music
ROYGBIV reflections on soft weightless water steaming upwards forever fresh
The concept is to use materials of every colour in the rainbow in a certain proportion that is softened in the humid air of their abode. Now you can wear rainbows. Wait 'til you sniff how delicate they are
Drape any fragrance in cruelty-free leather. Or wear it alone, you animal!
This is a modern transparent leather that can instantly augment another perfume. Over rose, orange blossom, ylang, and other flowers, it’s as if the petals turn to rawhide. Patchouli, incense and ambers are obvious friends. The next fume in the DSD arsenal for playing around with your perfume
A lone peacock floats over cream lilies, oleander and a sea of alabaster violet. Orchestral pads of harps and horns drone. Pale blue fog hangs in the far woodlands
TOP NOTES
oleander / cabreuva rouge / grapefruit pith
HEART NOTES
white lily cream / egyptian jasmine / alabaster violet
Based on the rituals of the proto-Mississippian death cult of the 1200’s. Native birch tar, viola and white spruce grounded in incense and cypress root
Beaver trappers were the cowboys of early America. Renegade mountaineers of the Jacksonian era who cut trails through the wild in search of beaver pelts – prized by hatters, doctors and perfumers. Dark cedar, snake root, synthetic beaver castor and wild bergamot
The desert airs of Marfa, cosmic axis of West Texas Creosote shrubs and sumac primed with Chihuahuan mesa woods – mesquite, oak and pinyon pine Created for our friends at the El Cosmico hotel in Marfa
A fire broke out in the Curling Bros. barbershop in Westlake, NY in 1891. All the shaving tonics with their spearmint, lime, vanilla and lavender burned
A charred bottle was found half-full. It smelled like this
In Mississippi John Hurt’s “Richland Woman Blues”, a loose married woman prepares for a night on the town in her “rosy red garters, bright poppy rouge & turkey red bloomer”. Neroli buds, jonquil, parma violet & dewy musk
TOP NOTES
hot jazz / orange blossom / radio / red lipstick / new orleans / grapefruit peel / tin lizzie
HYLNDS is a line that seeks to recall the myth infused lands of Northern Europe. Tracing legends from antiquity, the Iron and Viking Age, HYLNDS scents are made with an in depth research into historical documents, aromatic analysis of real places and the artistic creation of the Celtic, Norse, Manx and Anglo peoples One pink foxglove stands by Oisin’s resting place. Dewy rose, iris, peach skin and narcotic champaca absolute
HYLNDS is a line that seeks to recall the myth infused lands of Northern Europe. Tracing legends from antiquity, the Iron and Viking Age, HYLNDS scents are made with an in depth research into historical documents, aromatic analysis of real places and the artistic creation of the Celtic, Norse, Manx and Anglo peoples A call to the fabled isles of archaic Norse and Celtic myths. Resinous Norway spruce and fir cones with narcotic jasmine, island wildflowers, honeyed mead and bulrush straw
The revered fig tree of Siddhartha and Lord KRSNA Silently watch the flame for 7 hours and you may spy liberation Comes packaged in a scratch-and-sniff envelope
On saffron tanned leather seats, in clothes that look like rugs, singing “we must never break the chain” Lacquered chestnut panelling with puffs of burning fuel Comes packaged in a scratch-and-sniff envelope
In the far north, where Orkney eagles carried Stoneage souls beyond the jagged cliffs, clover sea pints, sweet cicely, the sonorous sea Burn time 60 hours
Tea service at the colonial parlour of Mme. Revere, topless psychic Hot silver heated by open flame. Bohea vapours, radiant heat & milk Burn time 60 hours
