Best Marrakech by Aesop Alternatives & Similar Perfumes

This monster of an “anti-perfume” is simultaneously clean and dense, the olfactory interpretation of the building material. Aptly encased in a grey concrete bottle, this eau de parfum is an astonishingly diffusive blend of sandalwood, rose and spices, with a powerful smoothness that mimics the material's satisfying surface.

Santal takes its inspiration from a Sandalwood fragrance originally created in the 1800s which has then been given a distinctive contemporary edge.

Cardamom, patchouli, cinnamon, cloves, Mexican chocolate, incense and musk. SweDoft uses the richest and finest ingredients to get the perfect blend. The juice also contains one of the best varieties of natural Indian oud.

Even with this unique collection of ingredients, SweDoft were still not satisfied with the results of traditional blending.

So they decided to do something unusual, while referencing the final part of Rasputin's story. They dropped the container with the perfume juice to the bottom of the Oresund Strait.

After 90 days, the water pressure in the dark, glacial sea produced unique results. The ingredients had flawlessly combined to fuse the formula.

White is a bright and lively fragrance built around the friction between hot spices and suave florals. The cinnamon, clove and cardamom opening suggests candied red hots, which makes it all the more surprising when the melange of rose de Mai and lily of the valley softly asserts itself. The undertone of tagete, with its bitter herbalness, keeps White from getting too “pretty-pretty”.

A celebration of sensual sandalwood. It's the central note, like a golden thread seamlessly interwovenwith the exotic allure of cardamom, creating a lightly spiced composition that whispers luxury. The heart of the fragrance continues with supple cashmere woods lending a soft, velvety quality, while violet and orris underscore the powdery edge of sandalwood. As the fragrance blooms on the skin, olibanum and vanilla produces a subtle warmth, a serene endnote to a fragrance that is both tranquil and tantalizing.

Venice… The Biennale…
Among an immaculate work of art, the light dances. Wreathed in an aura of mystery, the delicate forms of crumpled silk paper, translucent in places and downy in others, inspire this abstract, woody yet radiant sillage. An intense emotion through shades of white. A scent you could almost touch.A second skin to be worn alone… or combined with another fragrance.

A white shroud of mist evaporates in the amber rays of the morning sun, parting to unveil a canvas painted with brilliant colour. In the peaceful haven, a rustle of leaves whispers softly. Massive foot pads stir up sweet, earthy scents, but deep beneath the soil, harrowing memories of clanking chains and chaotic circuses lie buried. Like old scars, those memories stretch across generations, faded yet never fully erased. Majestic matriarchs bear the painful weight of remembering, so their young might frolic unburdened. The exuberance of a calf, trumpeting with abandon, tramples the dark past, while a solemn bull, buoyed by the joyous outburst, sways behind the stripes of tree trunks, never having had to endure the vicious bars of a cage.

Zoologist Elephant, Sanctuary Edition is an ode to the tranquility that comes with true freedom. In stark contrast to their vivid blooms, a soft veil of delicate jasmine, tuberose, osmanthus and rose murmurs with quiet grace as it settles with a subtle whisper. Pink pepper, cardamom and nutmeg warm the skin, while a splash of tea entices you into a verdant haven, defended by the imposing presence of sandalwood and suede. Wander your world freely with strength and serenity.

"Fiore di cotone" is an Italian expression for "cotton flower", used to describe a fresh, clean scent. This EdP is powdery and green, thanks to the interplay of lavender with musk and bergamot. Artemisia lends a subtly herbaceous and bitter edge, putting a little starch in this smell of freshly-washed sheets.

Year: 1986
Place: Los Angeles
Palm trees, a wild sweet breeze, fortunes told, green tea leaves, naked hips, Freudian slips, loose lips, sandalwood embers in warm amber sunsets, a city of angels with no angels, a haven for heathens, cowboys and nymphos.

Year: 1992
Place: New York
Spirals of sandalwood smoke, love letters and curses, white chocolates in pockets, a moment of softness, razor-edged nails, tiered chandeliers, a glimpse of the moon high in the sky, a whisper on lips that turns into a 4am surprise.