Vice Privée

Vice Privée doesn’t whisper, it speaks - low, slow, and deliberate. The kind of scent that enters the room before you do and lingers long after. it smells like dimly lit cigar lounges, velvet chairs, and conversations that stay off the record. a bold pour of whiskey in hand - power, wrapped in smoke and shadow.

it opens with rich whiskey top notes - warm, intoxicating, and impossible to ignore. dark woods follow, grounding the scent in a smoky heart of oud. there’s depth here - resinous, slightly sweet, almost addictive. as it settles, hints of amber and spice flicker through like the final scene of a movie you can’t stop rewatching.

Vice Privée isn’t just a fragrance, it’s an invitation to lean in closer - to know that some stories smell like sin, and some sins are worth repeating.