The Story
Why it exists.
The beginning
My Way arrived in 2020 as a white floral built around a careful tension between brightness and warmth. The composer, Carlos Benaïm, reached for Egyptian orange blossom and Calabrian bergamot to set a luminous opening, the kind of brightness that reads as first light through a window. The bergamot carries a green-citrus lift that prickles the nostrils before the florals arrive, while the orange blossom contributes a soft, honeyed pollen note that bridges into the heart. Then Indian tuberose and Indian jasmine took the heart, rendered creamy and golden rather than heavy or indolic. The tuberose arrives buttery and almost coconut-like, stripped of its usual narcotic edge, while the jasmine unfolds with a warm, almost fruit-fleshed quality, more apricot than indole.
What defines the structure of My Way is how its ingredients are sequenced. The bergamot does not shout. It opens a door, its citrus facets dissolving quickly into the florals ahead. The tuberose, which can dominate a formula, is held in check by vanilla sweetness that softens its narcotic edge without dulling it. The vanilla wraps the tuberose's creamy density in a softer shell, muting its usual animalic undertone while preserving its lush, waxy texture. Indian jasmine here reads golden rather than green or soapy, leaning into the warmth of the vanilla rather than competing with it.
The evolution
First half hour: bright and almost edible. Calabrian bergamot and Egyptian orange blossom lift off the skin in a clean, candied peel, the kind of citrus that announces itself without puncturing the air. There's a green sweetness that reads as petals more than zest, and for a moment the whole thing glows like a window thrown open. Hour one to three: the florals arrive. Indian tuberose comes in creamy, almost butter-like, and the Indian jasmine slides in beside it, leaning warm rather than indolic. Together they build a soft, golden center that fills the space around the wrist without crowding it. The citrus does not vanish. It retreats into the sweetness and becomes part of the glow. Hour four onward: the Madagascar vanilla settles in and takes its time. White musk arrives and pulls everything close, giving the drydown a second-skin quality. Virginia cedar shows up quietly at the end, adding a faint woody floor under the cream.
Cultural impact
My Way debuted in 2020 as a luminous white floral with a cream-laden, modern register. The juice itself holds a clean, bright character that immediately distinguishes it from heavier, more traditional soliflores. Its bright, tuberose-forward profile is built on an architecture of soft contrasts, where citrus openness yields to creamy floral depth, and the drydown settles into a vanilla-musk warmth that feels close to the skin. The bottle's refillable design reflects a contemporary move toward reduced packaging waste, a feature that has grown more common across the prestige fragrance market but feels considered rather than obligatory here.
