Yes, Professor — Extrait No. 24

Perfumer's card

The extrait edition belongs to the end of term, when the syllabus stops mattering. Toasted almond and rum open it; a heart of old leather, honeyed tobacco and jasmine follows with the confidence of someone marking in red. Burnt caramel, tonka and sandalwood build a warm, sweet trail that hangs in a faculty corridor long after the lights go out.