We’re still surrounded by the scent of this thing, and it’s hard to think about anything else.
This perfume has a presence you can feel. It doesn’t whisper. It stares right back at you.

This is not for the faint-hearted.
It’s built for people who understand strength — who find beauty in shadow and elegance in control.

At the heart of Afghanistan sits wild Indonesian oud (you can find it here: Haddar) — genuine, uncut, distilled by hand. The smell coming off this oil is astonishing: smoky, leathery, animalic, and clean all at once. There’s no dilution, no hiding. You put it on and you feel it breathing on your skin.

Then comes the Afghan rose otto, and that’s when everything locks together. Bright, proud, and elegant — cutting straight through the depth of oud like silk over steel. That contrast is the soul of this perfume.

As it moves, the profile deepens. Mysore sandalwood, ruh khus, and vetivers from Haiti and Indonesia build a cool green spine beneath the warmth — grounding it, holding it steady.
Small flashes of geranium, ylang ylang, and cardamom flare up like sparks in a dark room, quick and bright, gone before you expect them.

The drydown is remarkable. Western Australian sandalwood and labdanum create that clean, dry warmth that just stays — smooth, steady, perfect balance between smoke and calm.

We call it Afghanistan because it carries that tension — beauty and grit, chaos and grace, all living in one breath.

If you’re looking for safe, pretty, or polite, don’t even bother.
But if you want something real — something that wears you as much as you wear it — this is it.

Not a place. A presence.
Not a perfume. A statement.

Fragrance Notes:
Wild Indonesian Oud • Afghan Rose Otto • Ruh Khus
Mysore Sandalwood • Vetiver (Haiti & Indonesia) • Geranium Rose
Cardamom • Ylang Ylang • Davana • Labdanum
Western Australian Sandalwood