Bergamour is what happens when sunlight flirts with the skin and never quite lets go.

Inspired by Bergamot 22 by Le Labo, it starts with a splash—bergamot, bright and effervescent, like laughter before coffee. Then comes grapefruit, bold and cheeky, cutting through the morning haze like a brilliant idea that can’t be ignored. Petitgrain tags along—green, crisp, and just a little wild—like leaves crushed underfoot during a rooftop escape.

Before you can catch your breath, orange blossom breezes in. Not loud, but radiant—like someone with perfect timing and no need for introductions. And just beneath the glow, vetiver waits in the wings: dry, grounded, wearing tailored linen and saying more with silence than most do with speeches.

But this isn’t just a citrus daydream. As the sun lowers, the scent deepens. Musk rises like warm skin after hours outside—clean, inviting, just the right amount of close. Cedar adds a whisper of wood, not heavy, but cool like the inside of an old record shop. Vanilla melts into the mix like golden light on a white wall—smooth, subtle, and oddly irresistible. Then, amber lingers. Soft, glowing, unforgettable. Like a conversation you didn’t want to end.

Bergamour is fresh without being obvious. Sexy without trying. The scent of light with a secret, worn by those who know how to stay just out of reach.