Notes: Black Pepper, Nutmeg, Violet Flower, Leather, Cedarwood, Musk
Feels like: Violet petals grasped between calloused palms
Your Dandyman works with their hands.
Your Dandyman starches their shirt just so, and brushes violet powder into the collar folds.
Your Dandyman shaves with cold water and a cracked mirror.
Your Dandyman has a laugh like warm gravel, and dirt in the cracks of their palms.
Your Dandyman never learned to whisper, but their presence is soft, like a kiss behind the ear.
Your Dandyman swears sweetly, like a benediction,
And there's a twinkle in their eyes when they grab you to slow dance in the kitchen.
Notes: Black Pepper, Nutmeg, Violet Flower, Leather, Cedarwood, Musk
Feels like: Violet petals grasped between calloused palms
Your Dandyman works with their hands.
Your Dandyman starches their shirt just so, and brushes violet powder into the collar folds.
Your Dandyman shaves with cold water and a cracked mirror.
Your Dandyman has a laugh like warm gravel, and dirt in the cracks of their palms.
Your Dandyman never learned to whisper, but their presence is soft, like a kiss behind the ear.
Your Dandyman swears sweetly, like a benediction,
And there's a twinkle in their eyes when they grab you to slow dance in the kitchen.