The scent of a stinkhorn is usually the first introduction you have to it. The diffuse aroma of sulphur and garlic catches in the air before you turn your head and hone in on the scent of rotting death. Notes of decaying flesh and animal scat combine with vomit as you approach and usually a thick cloud of flies greet you as carrion loving beetles scuttle under your feet. The proud, webbed cap of a stinkhorn protrudes from its egg sac, glistening in a slimy mucous covered in a stinking secretion – for many it seems somewhere between utter disgust and horrified embarrassment to find one of these in the woods.
In our scent the notes of the dead have been adapted and some have been left out for the good of humanity, allowing instead for a mix of aromas that take you on a challenging but more enjoyable aromatic adventure. This is a scent of sulphur and white florals, a twisted tale of repulsion and attraction and ultimately the most oddly alluring scent you’ll wear this autumn.
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