Inspired by Diptyque Eau Duelle, Duette is a journey of vanilla told with Parisian restraint—an oriental-spicy silhouette where brightness, spice, and resin move in harmony, then dissolve into the most refined kind of sweetness. It’s not a bakery vanilla. It’s a traveling vanilla: aromatic, windswept, and quietly luxurious, like a well-worn passport tucked into a tailored coat.

It begins with a clean flash of bergamot, crisp and luminous, setting a polished tone from the first breath. Almost immediately, the spices arrive—but in Duette they feel like finesse, not fire. Pink pepper sparkles with a rosy snap, cardamom unfurls creamy warmth, and juniper adds a cool, aromatic brightness—an airy, gin-like shimmer that keeps everything elegant and modern. A thread of saffron glows beneath it all—dry, golden, and subtly leathery—like the first hint that this fragrance is going somewhere deeper.

As the opening settles, Duette becomes atmospheric, as if the air changes around you. Black tea drapes over the spice—smooth, slightly smoky, softly tannic—bringing a refined darkness that feels intimate rather than heavy. Then the resins rise: elemi with its peppery, lemony balsam nuance, and olibanum (incense) with a warm, glowing depth. Together they create that signature “balsamic amber” aura—polished, textured, and quietly hypnotic, like candlelight reflecting off old wood and lacquered pages.

And then, in the most elegant way, the sweetness appears. Bourbon vanilla emerges creamy and luminous—more silk than sugar—wrapped in an ambergris-like smoothness that makes it feel airy and skin-close rather than syrupy. The finish is gently powdery, softly woody, and intimate, with musk smoothing the edges until the whole scent becomes a warm whisper that stays with you. The trail is refined and addictive: spicy at first impression, resinous at the heart, and glowing vanilla-amber at the end—comforting, but never childish.

Duette is heritage in mood: the old-world romance of spices and incense, modernized into a wearable signature that feels cultured, understated, and unforgettable. It’s the kind of fragrance people don’t immediately name—they just say, “You smell… expensive,” and lean in for the story.