Pauline is our homage to Dear Polly by Vilhelm Parfumerie — a fragrance whispered about in niche circles as one of the most romantic creations of our time. Where Dear Polly was a love letter from perfumer to muse, Pauline becomes a grander, more cinematic expression of intimacy, turning a private ritual into a sensory journey.

It begins with a luminous overture of Calabrian bergamot and orchard-fresh apple. The citrus sparkles like the first light glancing off a morning table set for two; the apple is crisp and juicy, evoking shared breakfasts, garden walks, and stolen kisses in hidden courtyards. This opening feels like anticipation — fresh, bright, and impossibly inviting.

At the heart, the fragrance reveals its soul: a rich, steaming accord of black tea rising like tendrils of perfumed smoke from a porcelain cup. Honeyed yet smoky, soft yet assertive, it draws on centuries of tea rituals from London salons to Marrakesh medinas — a universal gesture of hospitality and intimacy. This is where Pauline becomes enveloping, comforting and magnetic all at once.

Then, as it lingers on the skin, the base unfurls in velvety shadows: black amber drapes everything in a golden glow, oakmoss adds an earthy, forest-floor depth, and musk caresses like a cashmere shawl around bare shoulders. It’s sensual but not heavy, intimate yet lingering — a trail that feels both familiar and thrillingly new.

Pauline is not just a perfume; it’s a cultural love story bottled. Bright European orchards meet smoky Eastern tea rooms; classic chypre structure meets modern transparency. It celebrates the beauty of shared rituals, of distance bridged by scent, and of memories so vivid they can be worn.

Wear Pauline and carry a private moment of closeness and sophistication wherever you go — a fragrant signature that feels like being in love, even when you’re alone.