The heart of the perfumer.
Hand-composed attars, eaux de parfum & bakhoor, carried from the oud groves of Assam to your wrists. Fifty years, three generations, one heart.
A compass of scent.
From the deep resinous hush of oud to the morning brightness of rose, our five olfactive families trace the map of Arabian perfumery.
Fragrances fit for kings.
Ambergris Oasis — Anbar Al-Wahat
Rare ambergris, aged patchouli, and sweet Iraqi dates. An heirloom.
Jasmine Dusk — Yasmeen Al-Layl
Night-blooming jasmine sambac on a bed of velvet sandalwood.
Saffron & Sandalwood Attar
Persian saffron lifted by Mysore sandalwood and a whisper of vetiver.
Patience, aging, and the language of wood.
Every attar begins with water, wood, and silence. We steam-distill fragrant materials in traditional deg-bhapka vessels, catching the vapor in sandalwood oil — a practice unchanged since our founder Yusuf Al-Attar opened the doors of the atelier in 1972.
No synthetics. No accelerants. Only raw materials aged for a minimum of 14 months, then hand-poured, hand-labeled, and sealed with gold leaf by our master perfumers.
Read a perfume like poetry.
Every fragrance unfolds in three movements — the first impression, the heart, and the memory it leaves behind.
The Opening — first 15 minutes
The most volatile molecules. Bergamot lifting like sunrise, pink pepper sparking at the periphery, a pinch of Persian saffron threading through. An invitation — not yet a promise.
The Heart — the next two hours
The soul of the composition reveals itself. Taifi rose absolute from the mountains above Mecca, jasmine sambac opened by the night, and a whisper of Assamese oud weaving the bouquet together.
The Dry-Down — the memory
The residue the skin keeps long after the day has ended. Mysore sandalwood, 30-year aged oud, warm amber, and rare ambergris — the scent that lingers on pillow and collar.
Loved the world over.
The fragrances our collectors return to, bottle after bottle.
Ambergris Oasis — Anbar Al-Wahat
Rare ambergris, aged patchouli, and sweet Iraqi dates. An heirloom.
Attar Al-Muluk — Royal Oud
Aged Cambodian oud, Taifi rose, ambergris. A regal attar fit for palaces.
Bakhoor Noir — Oud Mubakhar
A smoky bakhoor accord: cedar embers, frankincense, aged oud chips.
Rose Damascene Eau de Parfum
Hand-distilled Taifi rose petals crowned with saffron and jasmine.
“I have worn great perfumes from Paris, Grasse, and New York. Only here did I smell a perfume and remember my grandmother’s courtyard.”
Essays on scent & ceremony.
The map of attars: oud, rose, amber, musk
In the stillness of our atelier just after dawn, when the city is still a whisper, the first batch of attar begins…
Taif, at dawn — a letter from the rose fields
In the stillness of our atelier just after dawn, when the city is still a whisper, the first batch of attar begins…
What “aged 14 months” really means
In the stillness of our atelier just after dawn, when the city is still a whisper, the first batch of attar begins…
Letters from the perfumer.
Four dispatches a year. New releases, small-batch previews, and essays from our master perfumer — delivered before they reach the shop.
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Find the fragrance that knows you.
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