Beautiful. Unsettling. Addictively Rare.
Vermes is not made to please. It's made to haunt.
Crafted for the boundary-pushers, the elegantly defiant, and the souls drawn to shadow, Vermes is a fragrance experience rooted in contradiction—soft and sinister, sacred and feral. From the first note, it challenges the senses: raw spice, scorched rose, and metallic vetiver emerge, followed by whispers of incense, ink, and ancient earth.
It doesn’t follow seasons. It follows instinct.
Vermes is worn like armor and remembered like a myth. A scent for those who wear black not just in color, but in nature.
Fragrance Profile:
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Burnt clove, black rose & rusted oud
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Cold incense, myrrh & red leather
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Wet soil, metallic vetiver & smoky patchouli
Encased in a matte obsidian bottle with bloodline red detailing, each unit is numbered—an artifact of defiance and design.
Vermes — for those who make discomfort look divine.
