Minimalist doesn’t wear like perfume—it wears like skin at rest. A gentle sparkle of pink pepper rises at first, then dissolves into a soft-focus haze of musk, cedar, and powdered iris. There’s a kind of quiet confidence in its restraint—like the feeling of slipping into freshly laundered linen, or the warmth of skin just after the sun. Clean, serene, and close to the body, it lingers not as a statement, but as a signature—something known without needing to be seen. NOTES: Iris, Pink Pepper, Cedar, Ambroxan, Ambrette, Musk