Toskovat Anarchist A_

Today I remembered hypocrisy

They sell us love, faith, forgiveness, blessings, distraction, dreams

They sell anything if we are ready to buy It up If it is hard to tell who ''they'' are, it could be because of us…

All we ever wanted was everything. White-collared promises that children follow, a better tomorrow

Only if you work for it for every tomorrow

And me, waiting in the cold, snow on my face, rye in my pocket, hoping for answers for a different age. Society remains dying. And we have killed it

How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? 

Synthetic Urban Rebel

This fragrance is an exploration of synthetic, woody, and spicy notes

Toskovat  Anarchist A_ opens with a striking accord of plastic and whisky, with a cool touch of snow

The heart reveals unusual notes of paper (like a bank note), candle wax, and ink

The base grounds the scent with more plastic, fresh aquatic notes, and resinous Somalian frankincense

This is a bold synthetic creation, with woody depth and a hint of spicy intrigue, complemented by smoky and leathery facets

Notes

 Plastic Whiskey Aquatic Paper Bank

Beeswax Candle wax Ink I Snow Somalian frankincense

Perfumer David-Lev Jipa Slivinschi