A Garden Where Angels Dwell

Rather than stark masculinity, I much prefer a good unisex scent: incense-laden ambers, rich, smoky resins, and deep woodsy warmth. Hundred Silent Ways is unmistakably feminine, but that doesn't detract from what a gorgeous perfume this is.

The opening is a sumptuously sweet swirl of candied orange and juicy peach, wrapped in lush, buttery white florals. It feels sparkly and playful, yet carries a languid flirtatiousness that reads as unmistakably grown-up.

This initial brightness melts into something more decadent with the arrival of vanilla and sandalwood - like a thick, creamy custard - while a sprinkling of powdery orris gently softens the sweetness. There's a tender sensuality here that I find almost impossible not to love, complemented by the strong performance I've come to associate with Nishane.

I picture a flourishing garden in a realm where only angels dwell. Vanillic white petals unfurl from the air in delicate tendrils, their sweetness kissed by sun-drenched peaches, all rising from a floating throne of creamy sandalwood - near perfection when radiating from a woman's skin.