A dewy, saturated green floral with aquatic notes, Beaver is a serene drift down a lazy river. The honeyed richness of linden blossoms floats deliriously over bracing ozonic notes, as Beaver sets out on its languid journey. Then, a strange, complex green note, half vegetation, half herbal and utterly compelling, swims up through the linden. Beaver becomes lusher, linden mingling with scents of driftwood and foliage.
As it moves downstream towards the base notes, Beaver changes tide, its watery notes receding in favor of animalic aspects. Smooth, sueded leather emerges and mingles with soft, furry musks and a tang of castoreum as Beaver reveals a more wanton side. Verdant, refined and just this side of lusty, Beaver turns out to be the naughtiest green floral we’ve encountered for some time.
