Purple Rain Perfume

$68.00

Electric, fresh, unforgettable

Charged salt flickers in the air, crisp and metallic, as the storm gathers strength. Wild grass and ozone rush in, green and sharp, the first breath of rain breaking against the heat. As the downpour fades, wet stone and pine emerge—cool, grounding, and effortlessly smooth. Bold, atmospheric, and impossible to ignore—Purple Rain lingers like the hum of thunder in the distance.

Scent notes

Top: Charged Salt, Wild Grass
Middle: Summer Rain, Ozone
Base: Wet Stone, Pine

Details & Ingredients

Our perfumes are formulated for optimal performance and long-lasting wear without being overwhelming.

They are made without parabens, preservatives, or phthalates using a high-end blend of natural ingredients and safe synthetics that are clean, vegan, and cruelty-free.

Each is housed in a substantial, high-quality glass bottle, that is designed for beauty and made to reuse.

Ingredients: Alcohol Denat, Parfum (Fragrance), Water, D-Alpha Tocopherol (Vitamin E), Benzophenone (UV light protectant).

Shipping & Returns

We offer free standard shipping within the contiguous US on orders of $75 or more. Because of alcohol content, only orders with less than 30ML of liquid can ship via air (which includes all orders to Alaska and Hawaii).

We accept returns on regularly priced items for any reason within 30 days of your original purchase date. Learn more here

Size:

50 ml 10 ml

Variant

Purple Rain Perfume

$68.00

Raw, emotional, and electric.

liner notes

The air is thick with anticipation, the weight of the storm pressing down as distant thunder rolls through the city. A metallic crackle lingers—charged salt whipping through the wind, sharp and electric. The first raindrops strike hot pavement, sending up a wave of mineral-rich steam, fresh and intoxicating.

As the downpour intensifies, wild grass bends under the rain, its crisp green scent mixing with the cool, ozonic air. The streets glisten under flickering streetlights, the rush of water carving paths through the concrete. The rhythm of the storm is unpredictable—sudden, pulsing, alive—a moment suspended between chaos and calm.

As the rain slows, wet stone and pine rise through the mist, grounding the scent in something earthy and steady. The storm leaves behind a quiet hum of energy, a reminder of what just passed—fleeting, electric, unforgettable.