Eau de Parfums
Eau de Parfum
"So, we emerged. The arid red dust slipped through the grains in the wooden slats and the silence that had eerily replaced the turbine mechanics of Mother Naure’s deathly but divine meteorological gusto was gone. Lu unlocked the latch and slowly pushed the door upwards revealing sunshine and a landscape that had changed. Unrecognisable, The sun performed it’s regular act and cast its rays falling on the townsfolk who’s quibbles and petty disputes, masked disdain for others who lived lives they judged and scorned. Kansas. Touched with blessings of kindness and peace.”
(Anon)
Just like the turbulence and distraught speed in which our globe was engulfed with it’s own spectrum tornado. From continent to content they subside and while not entirely silent. The spirals dance less monstrously than they did two years ago.This was the inspiration for this aroma, the first EDP from Jonathan Ward. To create a sense of sensuality and divinity from notes scattered and cast worldwide.
Giving light to the people who felt like they had lived in bunkers for years cast out with vitriol and disdain. There is balance somewhat restored between humans and this is what I wanted to bring to life. Disparate Divinity cast from far flung areas - lovingly measured and crafted to create a reply intriguing aroma with the depth of valleys and the mystery of undiscovered hidden places where ingredients can only grow because of meteorological magic.
Bright, fresh and sparkling clean. 100ml of bold tomato-leaf, verbena, sage, basil, white pepper and printing press green with the tiniest touch of spearmint. Day to night and potently traversing gender.
Bright, fresh and sparkling clean. 100ml of bold tomato-leaf, verbena, sage, basil, white pepper and printing press green with the tiniest touch of spearmint. Day to night and potently traversing gender.
"So, we emerged. The arid red dust slipped through the grains in the wooden slats and the silence that had eerily replaced the turbine mechanics of Mother Naure’s deathly but divine meteorological gusto was gone. Lu unlocked the latch and slowly pushed the door upwards revealing sunshine and a landscape that had changed. Unrecognisable, The sun performed it’s regular act and cast its rays falling on the townsfolk who’s quibbles and petty disputes, masked disdain for others who lived lives they judged and scorned. Kansas. Touched with blessings of kindness and peace.”
(Anon)
Just like the turbulence and distraught speed in which our globe was engulfed with it’s own spectrum tornado. From continent to content they subside and while not entirely silent. The spirals dance less monstrously than they did two years ago.This was the inspiration for this aroma, the first EDP from Jonathan Ward. To create a sense of sensuality and divinity from notes scattered and cast worldwide.
Giving light to the people who felt like they had lived in bunkers for years cast out with vitriol and disdain. There is balance somewhat restored between humans and this is what I wanted to bring to life. Disparate Divinity cast from far flung areas - lovingly measured and crafted to create a reply intriguing aroma with the depth of valleys and the mystery of undiscovered hidden places where ingredients can only grow because of meteorological magic.