Isfahan Oud

Isfahan Oud begins with a deep, velvety rose—dark crimson petals crushed between fingertips, releasing their heady, opulent perfume. This is not a light, airy bloom, but one steeped in tradition and ceremony, like the roses scattered through palace halls and perfumed baths. At first breath, there's a richness that suggests the gardens of Isfahan itself, blooming in the golden heat, their petals heavy with dew and sun. Hints of saffron and pink pepper peek through, adding a gentle spice that tingles the nose and elevates the floral heart with warmth. Then, the oud emerges—dark, commanding, and deeply resinous. It doesn't fight the rose; instead, it embraces it, forming a regal accord that feels both ancient and timeless. The oud here is smooth, aged to a soft smokiness, like incense rising from an old brass censer. Beneath it, a whisper of labdanum and patchouli add richness, grounding the blend with leathery depth and a touch of earth. Ispahan Oud is a journey through time: a love letter to Persian grandeur, where the eternal beauty of rose and the sacred depth of oud dance in perfect harmony.