Islay

The bergamot really shines through upfront, then it softens into that earthy galbanum that lingers like a coastal walk. It’s got this whisky-blend warmth without being heavy, and I keep catching myself reaching for it on grey afternoons.

The galbanum in this one is what sold me—it’s like a damp, salty walk past gorse bushes right before the rain hits. The bergamot peeks through just enough to keep it bright, almost like the citrus kick in a good whisky. I’ve been wearing it daily and the dry-down stays interesting without going powd

The green galbanum hits first—sharp, almost brambly—then the bergamot sneaks in and softens it into something warm and boozy, like standing near a distillery at dusk. It's been my daily scent for a week and I keep catching myself sniffing my own wrist.