Q77

A cold night, a long dinner, a coat taken off at the door. Q77 was composed for the hours between — bright at first meeting, heavier the longer it stays.

Q77 opens unexpectedly — raspberry first, tart and a little sharp, with orange oil and bergamot keeping it bright. Nothing about the first minutes announces leather. The opening is the signature: fruit handled as a men's note, clean rather than sweet.

Then the middle turns. Caramel gives the fruit body without tipping it into dessert; jasmine and lavender hold it composed, almost barbershop for a moment before the base reaches up. The 77 is the composition code the formula carried on the perfumer's bench, kept on the bottle.

Underneath is where Q77 lands. Patchouli and sandalwood first, then the leather — the foundation, not the headline, arriving late and staying longest. By the dry-down the fruit is a memory at the edge of it. Q77 opens like a fruit and closes like a coat.

Q77 is an evening perfume, built for the cooler months. It lands at work that runs into dinner, formal rooms, winter nights that ask for a coat. The leather base holds through the night; a few touches at the pulse points last it.

Composition 77, bright at the top, leather underneath.
التوت أولًا، والجلد آخر الليل.