Bergamot opens the door brightly, like a window cracked on a cold morning. Right behind it, lily and a soft fruity breeze sweeten the air, and the room takes on that solemn hush you know from old churches, except here nobody asks you to behave.

The base is woody, resinous and gently sweet, with musk that clings to the curtains and your jumper. Light it when you are clearing out the house and your head, during a long bath, or with a book and your phone on silent.