Cotton

Sun-dazed rows, cicadas humming, and cotton blossoms nodding to the end of summer.

Cotton is the hush of a Mississippi field at golden hour. It opens with tender cotton blossom and a ribbon of ripe fruit, then settles into soft wildflower and sun-warmed stems. Not crisp or “clean,” but earthy-sweet and blooming—like walking the turn row as petals brush your sleeves and the evening light turns everything the color of honey.

Scent notes: cotton blossom, soft florals, sun-ripe fruit, green stem. Hint of vanilla.