Freefall - Lost In Heaven.

Lost In Heaven was conceived as a fragile, sensual portrait of longing for untouched innocence weighed against life's inevitable burdens. Francesca Bianchi, the Italian‑born nose now based in Amsterdam, crafted the fragrance for the 2019 release, channeling her dual love of art history and chemistry. The name reflects the tension between a heavenly ideal and the grounded reality of desire, a theme that runs through her narrative‑driven house.

The composition balances a bright citrus opening with a spicy, savory core. Tangerine, grapefruit and orange blossom provide a luminous start, while cumin, coriander and cinnamon inject an unexpected, almost medicinal edge. The heart unfolds with yellow and white florals, jasmine, ylang‑ylang, magnolia, mimosa and heliotrope, softening the spice. A rich base of honey, ambergris, musk, sandalwood, vetiver, patchouli, tonka bean, labdanum, orris root, castoreum and myrrh anchors the scent in warm, animalic depth, making the fragrance both airy and grounded.

Freefall - Lost In Heaven began as a concept to capture the fleeting moment of a sunrise over a Mediterranean sea, where bright citrus meets warm spice. The perfumer layered tangerine and grapefruit to create an immediate burst of energy, then introduced orange blossom for a floral lift. Mid‑notes of cumin and coriander add an unexpected savory twist, while cinnamon weaves a subtle heat. As the scent settles, a complex base of honey, ambergris, musk, sandalwood, and vetiver emerges, providing depth and longevity. Over time the fragrance evolves from a vibrant opening to a comforting, animalic dry‑down that mirrors the transition from day to dusk. This evolution reflects the narrative of a journey that starts with optimism and ends in a grounded, sensual finish, making the perfume suitable for both lively daytime moments and intimate evening settings.

Critics describe Lost In Heaven as a warm, waxy amber‑sweet orange blossom scent with hot‑breathy, fuzzy musks and a savory‑funk cumin twist. Wearers often note the polarising cumin note, which can feel daring or off‑putting. Its animalic depth and bright opening have earned it a place among niche collectors who appreciate narrative‑driven, unisex compositions that evolve dramatically over the day.