WOMAN IN WHITE

Pale florals and soft woods bloom with an uncanny sweetness, like something beautiful that refuses to stay buried. The Woman in White has always been a figure of longing and unfinished tales, and this blend leans into that ghostly melancholy without turning saccharine.

Funeral Flowers – Cold petals and damp greenery. Churchyards at dusk, whispered condolences, and the reminder that beauty often lingers long after warmth has gone.

Mimosa – Gentle and powdery. Faded letters kept in ribboned bundles and memories that soften even as they blur.

Guaiac Wood – Smoky and smooth. Candles guttering on altars and floors polished by too many footsteps.

Musk – Skin-like and spectral. A presence felt before it’s seen, breath on the back of the neck, and the suggestion of someone still waiting.

Vanilla – Warm with a shadowed edge. Consolation meals, childhood comforts, and sweetness threaded through sorrow.

Orange – Bright but thin, like sunlight through fog. Laughter from another lifetime and the sharp contrast between life and the absence of it.

As it settles, there is the sense of veils stirring in a draft, candle flames leaning toward unseen movement, and a figure who asks for nothing except to be remembered.