Modern Luxury Perfume - Made in Scotland

Trimerous

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Category: Progressive Botany Vol. I

There is eerie silence after the Harvest. From the small square window we await the autumnal shift. Dusting across fields of Hare-eared crowns, we pray the rare roots make it through the hoar.

 

Impression

Carrot Seed, Bergamot, Nectarine, Thyme, Cicely, Pink Pepper, Juniper, Cloudberry, Angelica Root.

 

Fade

Orris Butter, Kombucha, Centaury, Suede, Musk*, Ambergris*, Styrax, Vanilla, Incense.

*of synthetic origin.

 

Trimerous is a funny wee thing. A triptych of veils shading the finest facets of prized orris root.

Quivering around the most exquisite Florentine Orris Butter, Trimerous presents undulating olfactory movements, displaying singular facets of the revered root in a landscape of dewy, verglas and silvered woods.

Trimerous does not explore every kaleidoscopic nuance of the noble root, instead honouring but three slivers often overlooked. Trimerous highlights the forgotten, muted and the discarded; effervescent, buttery and exalting.

Trimerous is as much an attempt to capture a mood and a process as it is to showcase the aromatic splendour of the Iris, an inherently faultless raw material.

A ballad to the devoted hand, soiled, aged yet resiliently tending to rhizome.

 

Made in Scotland.

Customer Reviews (4.6 / 5 · 8 reviews)

Emma ★★★★★

The autumnal shift and Hare-eared crowns imagery pulled me right into that eerie post-Harvest silence, and the prose poem format feels like a field itself—sparse, dusted, and waiting. I've reread it three times now, and each pass reveals a new root buried in the lines.

Charlotte J. ★★★★★

The small square window motif really stuck with me—it’s such a precise, claustrophobic detail that sets the whole eerie tone before the page is even turned. I’ve read it three times now and the Hare-eared crowns imagery still gives me chills every single time. This is the kind of botanical horror th

Jacob ★★★★★

The autumnal dread in this one creeps up on you — the hare-eared crowns and the hoar frost feel so tangible I could almost hear the dust settling. It's a short read but it lingers, like the silence after the Harvest itself.