L.a. High (los Angeles)

Wheels clacking over brick. Hitting walls. Going nowhere fast. Los Angeles soaking up a citrus colored sun. Living in the day, you drink yourself into slo-mo, smoke out a Granny Smith as you make your way between the bars. Come night, the street’s wet—you can tell by the sound of the cars. 30ml **Note: Our fragrances are made by hand in small batches, are unfiltered, and contain a high concentration of natural raw materials—therefore, some cloudiness or sediment may occur.