Top notes · −500 M
Cold air, leaving.
Calone, sea salt, a breath of ozonic mint — the last of the surface, gone in a minute.
Scent, measured in metres of dark.
−8,048 M · Maison de Parfum
Three descents. Each one begins where the light gives up.
Begin the diveHeart notes · −2,000 M
Where colour ends.
Black orchid and blue chamomile, pressed under cold immortelle — a heart that beats slower down here.
Base notes · −6,000 M
The weight of the floor.
Ambergris, vetiver root, oakmoss absolute — heavy molecules that settle and stay for hours.
The maison · −8,048 M
HADAL composes below the light line.
No shop floor, no counter. Three scents, composed in the dark, released by private consultation only.
−500 M · The premise
Most perfume is made for daylight. Ours is composed for the pressure beneath it.
Every formula begins at depth. We source heavy, slow materials — ambergris, vetiver, cold-pressed resins — and build each scent the way the ocean builds its layers: by weight, by patience, by dark.
−2,000 M · Descent I
Epipelagic
The sunlit layer, remembered from below. Bright only for a moment — then the salt darkens and the descent begins.
- Top
- Calone · sea salt · ozonic mint
- Heart
- Blue lotus · cold iris
- Base
- Driftwood · grey amber
−4,000 M · Descent II
Bathyal
The midnight zone. No photosynthesis, no seasons — only slow pressure and the occasional lantern of bioluminescence.
- Top
- Black pepper · frozen bergamot
- Heart
- Black orchid · blue chamomile
- Base
- Vetiver root · oakmoss absolute
−8,048 M · Descent III
Hadopelagic
The trench. Our darkest composition — built from the heaviest molecules we can legally bottle. It does not project. It waits.
- Top
- Cold smoke · black lime
- Heart
- Oud · immortelle pressed cold
- Base
- Ambergris · volcanic musk
−6,000 M · Materials
We only work with what survives pressure.
Ambergris aged by the ocean itself. Vetiver pulled from volcanic soil. Oakmoss taken slowly, under licence, in the last cold forests. Nothing bright is allowed to dominate — brightness burns off in the first hour anyway.
Maceration runs twelve weeks, unheated, in steel — the same patience as a sounding line paying out to the floor.
Enter the atelier−7,200 M · Correspondence
“Hadopelagic is the only fragrance I own that people lean away from first — and toward, an hour later. Nothing else behaves like that.”
“The consultation felt less like buying perfume and more like being read my own chart. I left with a descent, not a bottle.”
“Eight hours in, Bathyal is still sinking. It is the slowest drydown I have ever worn — and the most addictive.”
−8,048 M · The floor
Request a private descent.
Forty-five minutes with our nose. Three descents, tested on your skin at its own pace. No counter, no obligation — pressure rated, approach slowly.