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Blueberry in a resinous composition is a Duchaufour move. He has a habit of finding the note most people treat as filler, then building a cathedral around it. Pairing it with lavender and pink pepper keeps the sweetness grounded in something herbal and slightly mineral, so the opening reads fruit rather than candy. The frankincense and benzoin in the heart pull the whole thing toward something devotional. White flowers blur the edges so it never tips into pure incense stick.

The evolution

First thirty minutes are the loudest: blueberry, orange, and pink pepper land bright, almost jammy, with lavender threading a cool ribbon underneath. The fruit reads almost candied at first spray, that artificial-candy sweetness that real blueberries never quite deliver, before the sharper citrus and pepper start pulling it toward something more adult. By the one-hour mark the fruit has receded and the resins take over. Frankincense leads with a dusty, peppery crackle, benzoin sweetens the smoke into something almost edible, and amber thickens everything into something close to warm stone. The transition isn't gradual so much as a slow takeover, the resins folding over the fruit like a lid closing. The drydown settles into cedarwood, patchouli, vetiver, and musk after four or five hours, quieter but still alive.