SQUID - ZOOLOGIST

The vast ocean swells and contracts, caught in the moon's relentless tug. Beneath the surface, a bank of squid emerges. Strange and elastic shapes propel depths in a frantic search for a livelihood. They're not alone. Their predators rush, only to be foiled by blinding jets of murky ink. The hunt ends abruptly as a monolith materializes, eagerly gobbling up everything in its path. The huge sperm whale plunges, leaving a temporary peace floating in its wake. Decades later, the relics of battle are resurfacing. Pieces of amber gris, expelled by the whale and polished by the salty currents, wash up on the shore. Waste? Flotsam? For the perfumer, this elusive substance is nothing less than a treasure.

Zoologist Squid sings a song of the sea, a melancholy story told through tangy brine, crunchy incense and soft, cloudy ink, all united by the dull aroma of ambergris. Like the infinite depths that inspired it, this elegant fragrance ripples with mystery.