Love by the campfire. Strongly peated, spiced Scotch in the damp forests.
PERFUMER:
Florian Gallo
Fragrance notes
- Top notes: Campari, rum, bigarade orange, juniper
- Middle notes: Whiskey, pine, incense, leather, cinnamon, oak
- Base notes: Virginia cedar, Balkan tobacco, vanilla surab absolute, sandalwood
FRAGRANCE DESCRIPTION
Smokin' Gun is no ordinary campfire scent and not for the faint of heart. This fragrance transports you to a hidden speakeasy, the air thick with a strong, almost medicinal smoke and laced with gunpowder. It opens with a bang for the senses—bitter Campari, a shot of spiced rum, and a citrus kick sharp enough to pierce the fog. But underneath, another kind of smoke lingers—the thick, earthy smokiness of a heavily peated whiskey.
As the scent settles, the peat takes center stage. Imagine the finest Islay single malt, its smokiness derived not from wood but from ancient bogs, laced with a thick, swirling of incense. This is no campfire, this is a magnificent bonfire—worn leather, rich oak, a hint of cinnamon. But there is a wildness to it, a lingering gunpowder taste that whispers of untamed hedonism.
As it fades, the fragrance reveals an intensely luxurious base. The finest Virginia cedarwood and velvety Balkan tobacco combine, their smoke permeated with tireless peat and a hint of rebellion. Creamy vanilla and smooth sandalwood linger on the skin, a faint sweetness amid a lingering mist that evokes a wild coastline and untamed hedonism.
This is not for the cautious. It is for someone who seeks the thrill of the unknown, the intoxicating rush of a world where the familiar has been left behind. It is for those who find beauty in raw power, complexity, and boldness.
INSPIRATION
Smokin' Gun evokes an atmosphere of forbidden luxury, nocturnal glamour, and a hint of thrilling danger. Forget cozy campfires—this fragrance transports you to a hidden backroom where the stakes are high and the rules are broken. The gunpowder-laced smokiness whispers of closed shops and shared secrets. Rich whiskey speaks of bold bets and fortunes won or lost. The incense hints at rituals in dark corners, a sense of mystery that lingers long after the last sip.
