Best Byzantium by Tesori d'Oriente Alternatives & Similar Perfumes

Our life is a long journey through good times and difficult times. We carry our inner child through those hardships and hills, trying to protect it, guarding it on the road. 

For me, mimosa flower is a symbol of a beautiful, fluffy pompon, innocent and micro-sized Earth. 

I remember myself at the age of three, dressed in a short puffed mimosa-yellow georgette dress, hiding in the tall, light green grass, experiencing a tremendous sense of bliss and joy. 

This memory follows me all my life. MIMOSA GOLD is a memory of my happy childhood. Therefore I encourage you to remember good times in your own childhood while experiencing this perfume.

That's why I chose a marvellous mimosa dealbata absolute from France and acacia farnesiana from Egypt to create the heart of this perfume, supported with a creamy ylang-ylang from Comoros. They have not only beautiful smell, but are an incarnation of innocence, beauty of Nature and joy.  

Perfumer: Tomoo Inaba

Rich and gothic Moth starts with a heavy dose of dark spices to jolt your senses before settling into a dusting of honey-sweet rose and powdery florals. Slowly, it tests its wings, taking flight on an exotic journey of nagarmotha, guaiac wood and patchouli. Beneath it all lingers a smoky undertone that serves as a constant reminder to fluttering creatures of the danger in the tantalizing flame.

A tribute to the peace and harmony of a late summer afternoon; a fragrance that is pure, serene and enveloping.

A peaceful stroll through the wheat fields and almond trees as the light of a summer day wanes and the warmth of the air caresses your skin… Admiring the beauty of the sun as it starts dipping behind the rolling hills and bunches of wild roses and geraniums color the dimming countryside.

Their bountiful blooms release subtle droplets of nectar that float in the air and blend with the earthy scent of freshly cut wood, invading the early night…

Perfumer: Cristiano Canali

A towering, skyscraper-sized beehive, dripping with honey. See the bee, be the bee. That’s you, waggling your cute black’n’yellow striped booty in a dance through a golden flow of labdanum and leathery orange blossom with powdery mini-explosions of mimosa, tonka and heliotrope. Buzz!

Mallow is the story of a candy flower that explodes in the infinite sweetness of violet powder. You do more than smell Mallow. You listen to it, you see it, you drink it and you touch it. Borne aloft by the vanilla-marzipan of heliotrope and plush sunshine of orange blossoms, this extrait is a haze of violets softly radiating from your magnetic self.

Fancy a cake with a difference, here’s our magic recipe:

Epically creamy, cakey caramel notes that are good enough to eat? – yep.

A dollop of FairTrade Cocoa absolute oozing with yummy goodness) – got that.

Deforestation free environmentally conscious cocoa beans – got that too.

Mix and spray generously for best results for you and the planet. Have your Cåke and all that...

Inspired by the mythical nectar of the gods, Ambrosia opens with the sweet, delicate notes of plumeria and mango, layered with the lush richness of peach, lychee, and coconut. The heart reveals the creamy depth of heliotrope, musk, and guava, while wafts of French orris, Mysore and Sri Lankan sandalwood, Indian tuberose and vintage Ethiopian civet evoke a divine atmosphere—capturing the essence of heavenly indulgence.

971 is the international phone code for the United Arab Emirates, a shorthand for the heritage and spirit of the UAE. The inspiration for 971 comes directly from traditions of the homeland: dates, a symbol of Emirati hospitality and abundance; honey, reflecting sweetness and generosity; and cinnamon, adding warmth and spice reminiscent of local flavors. Bold, yet comforting.

From the heart of the Mediterranean scrub, where the air hums with resin and sun-drenched leaves, Ladano rises — a fragrance shaped by the slow pulse of Cistus ladanifer. For centuries, this golden resin has been gathered from the wool of animals, breathing its scent into fabric and skin. Here, labdanum glows rather than burns — thick, balsamic, embracing. It’s animated by tickly aromatics: licorice, celery seed, cinnamon leaf and immortelle.

‘All the soarings of my mind begin in my blood’

Rainer Maria Rilke

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A perfumed celebration of saints and superstitions, centred around a fierce fenugreek absolute note lavished with singed pyrazines, sacrificial myrrh and mournful molten honey poured over everything like amber rain.  Meadow blooms, sticky dark resins, pungent balms and ashen clouds of iris swirl like dramatic weather.