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Crisp fall air. The scent of freshly picked apples. A gentle dusting of nutmeg. Fuzzy, woodsy warmth as soft as the skin of a peach. Rich, wet earth. Sofron feels autumnal, with all the melancholic beauty of bare branches against the sky, but it also feels reassuring. There is a clean, soapy quality when all the elements come together in their quiet and balanced way. The patchouli grounds the exquisite sweetness of the apple and apricot. The sandalwood and cedar keep the soaring neroli tamed and rooted in the real world. Sweetness is tempered, spiciness is calmed and the result is as soft as suede and warm as a crackling bonfire. |
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Lebanese cedar, neroli, apricot, green apple, nutmeg, myrrh, sandalwood, patchouli |
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