Japan Nights is our homage to Japon Noir by Tom Ford—an after-hours woody-spicy enchantment that feels like stepping out of a quiet elevator into a hidden lounge: lacquered wood, soft smoke, velvet shadows, and a glow that makes everything (and everyone) look a little more cinematic.

It begins with a crisp spark of bergamot, bright and polished, like the first flash of city lights at dusk. Almost immediately, jasmine blooms—white-floral and silky, not sugary—bringing a refined softness that feels like warm skin under cool air. Then the mood turns irresistible: leather slips in, smooth and confident, the kind of leather that’s been worn close and loved for years—supple, elegant, quietly provocative.

From there, amber takes over in a slow, golden wave—warm, resinous, and glowing like lantern light. Patchouli deepens the story with an earthy, slightly shadowed richness that gives the fragrance its sultry backbone, while vetiver adds that signature dry, aromatic edge—smoky-green, clean yet mysterious—keeping everything sharp, tailored, and impossibly chic.

The overall effect is magnetic: woody and leathery at its core, wrapped in amber warmth, kissed with citrus brightness, and finished with a faint animalic whisper that makes it feel alive. It’s the scent of late-night confidence—when your voice is softer, your smile is slower, and the world feels like it’s moving just for you.

Japan Nights isn’t meant for daylight errands. It’s for dim lighting, close conversations, and that moment someone leans in—just a little—because they need to know what you’re wearing.