Not bright. Not dark.
Something far more compelling.

It began with Tunisian orange blossom — so pure, so textured, it could’ve been left alone.
But perfection without contrast is flat. It needed gravity — something that could stand with it, not against it.

So we turned to oud from the subcontinent — calm, smooth, grounded. The kind that speaks in low tones. Osmanthus brought depth, champaca gave shape, and the composition found its balance — light meeting weight, beauty meeting discipline.

From the first moment, it feels alive.
Not citrus — radiance. Golden, full, lifted by the green edge of petitgrain and the floral cream of ylang-ylang. Everything precise. Everything breathing.

Then it turns — peach cream, osmanthus, a ripple of dried fruits just under sweetness. The texture thickens but never drags. You feel it move, not shift.

And then the oud rises — Bangladeshi, fine-grained, deeply composed.
No smoke. No noise. Just that quiet pull that gives a perfume soul.
Sandalwood rounds it, champaca folds through it, and the musk — ambrettolide — lights the base from within.

It wears like confidence, not projection.
The kind of perfume that doesn’t enter a room — it draws the room closer.

Every layer is placed with intent.
Every movement makes sense.
It’s the point between worlds — not floral, not fruity, not oud — just harmony made visible through scent.

For those who’ve smelled everything,
this is the one that makes you lean in.

Top Notes:
Tunisian Orange Blossom, Petitgrain Bigrade, Ylang Ylang, Orange Zest Accord

Heart Notes:
Osmanthus, Peach Cream, Dried Fruits, White Champaca

Base Notes:
Oud, Western Australian Sandalwood, Musk

Perfume oil equivalent for Oud Mandrino is TUNISIA Perfume Oil.