Alpha 11 - The Alchemist's Feast.
In a hidden garden on the outskirts of a great city, an alchemist was said to be hosting a midnight banquet for those who dared to venture beyond reality. The invitation was discreet: a single whiff of perfume, a bold blend of saffron, banana, and mint, enhanced by an indefinable note, barely perceptible, but impossible to forget.
Guests arrived without really understanding what attracted them. As soon as they passed through the garden gates, the air changed. The scent evolved, thickened, and became alive. Ylang-ylang, tuberose, jasmine… an opulent floral heart rose in the night air, mingling with incense smoke and light laughter. There was something shifting, elusive about this fragrance, as if it told a different story to each person.
As the hours passed, the guests were transformed. At three in the morning, the entire garden seemed to float outside of time. The base notes—tonka bean, tobacco, civet—settled like an animal warmth, deep, intoxicating. Bodies moved slowly under the moonlight, guided by an invisible energy. The scent was no longer a mere trail: it was becoming an experience, a possession.
And then morning came. The alchemist was gone. So was the garden. But on their skin, the fragrance was still there, a subtle but persistent trace, a reminder of a strange and unforgettable night. From then on, the guests had only one obsession: to find that place, that scent, that moment again.
To wear Alpha 11 is to enter a world where anything is possible. The opening notes awaken a desire for discovery, a sensual and daring play. The floral heart brings depth and magnetism, while the base notes leave a powerful, animal, almost mystical imprint on the skin.
To others, you become an enigma. A magnetic, mysterious presence, a breath of the unknown that intrigues and fascinates. Like a secret that we guess at without ever truly unraveling.
