001/ M31: Ritual Mini

Free-spirited and soulful, a blend of leather, oud, and tobacco leaf, seamlessly woven into the luminous, bittersweet intrigue of neroli, green tea, and tonka bean. M31 embodies the paradox of belonging and homesickness—a fragrant tribute to home as distant as starlight from the Andromeda galaxy.

002/ SAMĀDHI: Ritual Mini

The elegant opulence of gardenia and tuberose is gently wrapped in the sacred smoke of frankincense and myrrh. A soft touch of almond and coconut evokes tranquil moments. Born from the liberating stillness of an Indian retreat, Samādhi captures the euphoric burst of bliss so profound, it moves you to tears.

003/ GIBU AUJA: Ritual Mini

Enveloping and posh, ylang ylang and golden amber unfold gracefully, layered with the succulent sweetness of honeydew melon and a whisper of amaretto. Gibu Auja welcomes all to partake in its abundance—a reminder that true wealth flows through giving, savoring life’s gifts with no possessiveness or attachment.

004/ VLTAVÍN: Ritual Mini

A rich, velvety tapestry of oak, whisky, warm vanilla, a trace of palo santo, and crisp peppermint unfurls like embers glowing beneath a canopy of stars. Vltavín is an odyssey through the dark—where stars burn their brightest. A cosmic dance, whispering of chaos and symmetry—reminding us that even in disorder, the universe reveals its exquisite harmony.

005/ KĀLI: Ritual Mini

Enigmatic and smoldering, dragon’s blood and incense smoke swirl together, grounded by the dark depths of oud and leather. An echo of primal energy stirs beneath the surface—boiling, waiting to be unleashed. Let it speak. Feel its powerful surge flood through you. In the wake of release, infinite stillness lingers—and with it, Kāli’s unmistakable presence.

006/ H:H: Ritual Mini

The innocent delicacy of lily of the valley and rose, the smoldering desire of leather and tobacco leaf, all wrapped in the warm euphoria of honey and tonka bean. An irresistible, tender sweetness that lingers—burning softly with unintentional allure. H:H is an ongoing memoir, with the film Her heralding a love that transcends time, space, and form.

007/ def ʿARRAFA(): Ritual Mini

The hypnotic chant of saffron and cardamom entwines with the verdant tomato leaves and magnolia blossoms, all lifted by the crisp breath of white birch. A kaleidoscopic hallucination pulses behind closed eyes—a dream within a dream. A realm where forms dissolve, words fall away, and the infinite reveals itself. Undefined. Unbound. Unprogrammed.

008/ EMET: Ritual Mini

Alpine conifers, bamboo, and coconut, accented by the earthy, peppery touch of bayberry—never disturbing the solemn silence that lingers in the air. Emet is an ode to being—eternal yet ephemeral, where time dissolves into quiet oblivion, leaving only presence. A silent embodiment of truth, discovered within each fleeting moment.

009/ FÚ: Ritual Mini

Heady champak melds with smoldering sandalwood and clove buds, while a whisper of hojicha adds a smoky, tea-toned breath. Fú is an olfactory portrait of sacred moments—where curling incense smoke, blessings, and murmured prayers rise together, each one strengthened by the power of collective devotion.

010/ KENSHŌ: Ritual Mini

Dewy freshness of peppery, powdery orris and lilac, entwined with a velvety embrace of sandalwood and tranquil white tea. A moment to celebrate the purity of new beginnings and the depth of life’s rich experiences. Kenshō is a fragrant portrait of those who bloom unapologetically, with humility and effortless grace. With time, they only grow finer.

011/ LUMIÈRE: Ritual Mini

Bright yuzu and earthy hints of ginger lend quiet strength, intricately balanced by the soft yet unwavering warmth of sandalwood, benzoin, and coconut milk. A hopeful idealism, a quiet resilience—to be our own warrior and mother. Lumière is the glimmer of starlight in our eyes, shining despite the tears that fall in relentless darkness.

012/ MŪBU: Ritual Mini

A breath of cherry blossom, plum, and benzoin unfurls, delicate as light bending on film. Beneath, matcha, amber, and musk hum with meditative stillness—an echo half-remembered, slipping away before held. Mūbu is a hologram of scent: a portal through which the soul leaps, traversing realms without moving, dissolving into the infinite layers of existence. Time folds, space breathes—you are everywhere, all at once.