the heartbreak hits different
Cherrywood, cardamom, and smoked tobacco drift through the air like the memory of a love that burned too bright. Down Bad opens with ozone and cherry blossom—sweet, dizzy, and all-consuming—before unraveling into earthy moss, muguet des bois, and aged leather. It’s the scent of being love-bombed, lit up, and left smoldering in the aftermath. Bittersweet, addictive, and impossible to forget.
