The Story
Why it exists.
The beginning
The name says everything. Celluloid, that artificial film stock from a century of cinema, paired with galbanum, a bitter green resin that grows wild and smells like crushed stems. Comme des Garcons art director Christian Astuguevieille has described the Series 10 Accident collection as a project about clashing raw materials that were never meant to meet anywhere other than in a perfume bottle. Celluloid Galbanum is the collision made literal. Perfumer Domitille Michalon Bertier was tasked with making two incompatible materials argue on your skin, and win.
Galbanum is unusual in mainstream perfumery. It's bitter, vegetal, almost aggressive, a note that demands you pay attention or get out of the way. Here it's the main event. The addition of daikon radish is a CdG move, an unexpected root vegetable note that grounds the green without softening it. Jasmine and amber don't arrive to smooth things over. They arrive to deepen the paradox: synthetic florals against natural resin, beauty against bitterness, the laboratory against the field. The galbanum doesn't apologize.
The evolution
It opens sharp. Galbanum's green bite arrives first, bitter, vegetal, like crushing stems between your fingers. The lemon adds brightness but doesn't warm anything. Jasmine appears, not shy. The floral notes here are amped, almost synthetic in their clarity, as if the flower grew in a greenhouse instead of a garden. Amber lingers underneath, keeping things from getting too austere. The daikon radish surfaces, an unusual root vegetable note that adds earthiness without sweetness. The drydown settles into musk and Cashmeran, a soft warmth that lingers close to the skin. The projection drops. What was a statement becomes a secret.
Cultural impact
Part of Comme des Garcons' Series 10: Accident collection, which frames fragrance as controlled collision, materials that shouldn't work together, forced into dialogue. The collection invites wearers to confront contradictions, to find beauty in what should be uncomfortable. It's not a crowd-pleaser. That's the point.


















