Bogotá Imperial opens not with noise, but with a quiet certainty — the kind that enters a room without needing to speak. Smoky woods and black leather unfold slowly, grounded in warm spices and dry amber, like a memory steeped in time. It’s a scent that carries weight — not aggression, but intention.

Inspired by the altitude and depth of Bogotá, this fragrance evokes stone walls warmed by the sun, old books left open on a wooden desk, the breath of evening after a long day of command. Every note is masculine, not because it must be, but because it simply is.