An Intimate Study of Jasmine and Oud
Melati Gaharu is not a perfume, it is an unfolding, a study, a devotion.
This new incarnation is the result of a deeper, more deliberate exploration into the ancient and almost spiritual bond between jasmine and oud. Years of study, countless trials, and rare materials culminate in a fragrance that no longer seeks to merely impress, but to provoke thought, awaken memory, and stir emotion. Where the first Melati Gaharu laid the groundwork, this new version ventures into the hidden chambers of the floral-oud interplay, where beauty becomes reverence.
Here, jasmine is not a note, but a world. A kingdom. A floral mosaic formed from twenty interpretations, each one whispering a different secret: the narcotic warmth of Vintage Jasmine Abs, the sunlit freshness of Jasmin Auriculatum, the velvety curl of Red Jasmine, the dew-kissed lightness of Hydro Jasmine, and the almost ghostly sweetness of Jasmine Tea. These are not blends, they are characters, each with history and voice. Even the most elusive forms, Henna, Night Queen Flower, and White Petal Jasmine, are called upon not as decoration, but as key structural elements. The result is a jasmine that is not linear, but layered, full-bodied, and alive.
In counterpoint, oud emerges, sometimes like smoke, sometimes like silk. A carefully chosen set of fourteen ouds forms the spine of this fragrance, each one selected for its emotional tone and olfactory weight. The dark fruit and fire of Wild Trat, the resinous shadow of Red Cambodi, the mystic green pulse of Jayapura, the dry incense of Hindi Khusoosi, and the aged, meditative stillness of Vintage Vietnamese all play their part. These are not just ouds, they are aged spirits drawn from the forests, distilled with patience and respect, allowed to tell their own story.
But what makes this version truly complete are the liminal spaces, the interludes created by Black Ambergris, which brings a salt-laced depth, and Siberian Musk, whose soft animalic warmth curls around the florals and woods like a whisper against skin. The perfume doesn’t shout. It lingers. It evolves.
Melati Gaharu is a dialogue between two ancient forces, jasmine, the flower of longing and memory; oud, the wood of prayer and permanence. In their union, this fragrance becomes an ode to restraint, to depth, to obsession. It is perfumery not as ornament, but as ritual. A fragrance that asks you to slow down, breathe deeper, and listen.
This is my most personal work. My most obsessive. My most complete.
A jasmine perfume, yes, but one shaped by oud, shadowed by time, and etched with reverence.
