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An Eau de Parfum with floral amber notes, Mulberry Fig, is a warm creamy scent combined with bittersweet, green, and powdery orris notes to an incredible effect.

Created by the in-house perfumery team at 89 Jermyn Street.
Inspired by St James's Park, a quick promenade away from our Jermyn Street shop, one of London’s oldest Royal Parks, surrounded by some of the country’s most famous landmarks and lush greenery.
Creamy sweet and bitter green aromas encompass the shoreline of the blissful lake towered by an abundance of fig trees, immense in scale with elongated deciduous leaves flaunting their architectural foliage, believed to be the largest in Britain.

Mulberry Fig is a scent that evokes a floral amber fragrance combining the soft powdery character of orris with hints of fruit and spice. The perfume opens with a sparkle of fig and cardamom supported from the heart with fragrant green tones of vetiver and cypress. Amyris, cedarwood and sandalwood emphasise the overall woody character that permeates through the perfume.

The dirt road is bumpy, glowing red in the fiery sunset. The truck lumbers through Mediterranean farmland, kicking up dust at every turn. You put your hand out the passenger window, experiencing the dry heat of summer and the rich smell of figs. Pulling into the grove, you fill your mouth with sticky figs. The driver takes you by the hand and you start running towards the sounds of laughter and music. There are flamenco guitars, dancing, milky cocktails. You spin around and around until the colours of the crowd swirl into infinity.

Perfumer: Joëlle Lerioux Patris

Glorious sunsets, black sand beaches, whitewashed buildings, blue-domed churches, volcanic cliffs — the Greek island of Santorini is supernaturally beautiful. This namesake fig and sandalwood fragrance conjures its escapist allure with earthy green coconut, luxury orris and sensual musk.

L'espérance est violente.

Mirabeau, what a pretty word, peculiarly Parisian, suspended above the Seine. It composes a memory, joins another bank, and returns by following its trail of sandalwood, pink bay and cedar. In the heart of the City of Light, on the way to the twilight of the day, there is a bridge, a poem and a perfume.

A discreet and symbolic bridge, of the master-builder spirit which transcends borders, becoming better by coming together. Those solid foundations of cedar, sandalwood and orcanox span love and musk.

A poem as slow as it is violent, expressing the brutal and desirable hope of the one who would like to believe, of the one who wants to love. Vanilla, I write your name on the water, with muffled traces of incense and violet green.

A perfume to save us, fish us silently out of the water, bringing us above the Seine, our spirits on the water of our essences, bergamot and pink berry mingled with fig in a glass bottle, fiercely reuniting bodies in unison with souls, coming back to her by following her wake.

A sweet, ambery perfume with many shades of sweet packed into a single formula: heliotrope, vanilla, caramel, toffee and benzoin, all interlinked with a soft sandalwood theme.

Bon Parfumeur open olfactive dimensions and invite you to add your own story. Try 402 if you like sophisticated gourmands.

Perfumer for 402: Corinne Cachen. 

Zagal is the Spanish word for a shepherd’s apprentice, a figure that embodies discovery and innocence. This namesake fragrance invites you to approach the familiar with fresh eyes. Zagal is a dialogue between saffron’s dry, subtle bitterness, and fig’s fleshy, vegetal sweetness. Rose, jasmine, sandalwood, myrrh and vanilla provide deeply cushioned upholstery, rendering Zagal as a contemporary oriental.

Perfumer: Gaël Montero 

Rest in the blissful shade of an orchard in the humming city of Pompeii: the year is 195 BC. Inhale the sweet aroma of ripe figs and the local pomegranate leaves heated by the sun; these entine spicy incense being smoked in the nearby temple. So anciently refreshing!

This is a beautifully rounded fig on the mellow end of the spectrum. Bright bergamot, cardamom and galbanum open the fragrance with confidence, leading into a smooth fig accord layered with iris, cypress and soft floral nuances. The earthy, woody base glows with subtle musk.

Perfumer: Ralf Schwieger

Alone, in silence—
the bamboo shoot
becomes a bamboo

- Santōka Taneda

ひとりひっそり
竹の子
竹になる

A tangled forest of muggy green bamboo. An alluring haze of cut grass and transparent violet drifts across this warm green delight.

An endless expanse of green blending into the sky. The scent of grass and Hay, of countless plants and various small flowers, of aromatic herbs and fields blowing in the wind, warmed by the sun. An evocation of simple, pristine nature.