Poppy Riot – Eau de Parfum – 100ml

Fruity · Metallic · Creamy
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You know that one person? The one who walks into a room and suddenly makes you forget what you were about to say. Maybe they’re wearing tall boots and a coat. Maybe it’s baggy pants and a faded tribal tee. Maybe it’s a piercing, messy hair, denim head to toe. Or maybe the wildest outfit you’ve ever seen. Whatever it is – it works. Mostly because they couldn’t care less whether it does. Your new crush moves slowly across the room. Right before they pass you, your eyes meet. A smile – bam – it hits like a slap and you melt into your seat. For a second, you drift. And then a scent hits your nose: warm and smoky, with hints of tobacco and tonka, bittersweet plum, and that metallic shimmer of saffron – It's Poppy Riot.

The scent of a new generation – effortlessly cool, shamelessly bold. It tells the story of rules being broken, of boundaries being pushed, of the marks that never fade. From the colorful era of video games to the loud rebellion of punk, grunge, and hip-hop. An homage to the beauty of subculture, and the riot it carries.


Top Notes: Bitter Orange, Prune, Green Mandarin
Heart Notes: Poppy Accord, Saffron Milk, Davana
Base Notes: Tobacco, Havanawood, Tonka, Sublimolide

Behind the Fragrance

“Unapologetic. Vibrant. Iconic. Poppy Riot isn’t just a fragrance, it’s
a movement in a bottle.”

Michael Partouche
Founder

Fragrance Family
  • Fruity
  • Metallic
  • Creamy
Fragrance Vibe
  • Cheeky
Perfumer
  • Jérôme Di Marino

Room 1015

Imagine yourself transported back to a time when the Continental Hyatt Hotel, also known as the "Riot House", was the "Place to be". The 70s were a decade of total delirium for every self-respecting rock band, and LA was an inevitable stop on the journey. Motorcycles in the hallways, the overflowing rooftop pool, Jim Morrison dangling from a balcony, the epic drum battles of Keith Moon from The Who…Or, even more iconic: The Christ-like Robert Plant, who considered himself a golden god above the Sunset Strip. With his angelic hair, Nepalese bracelets, and tight T-shirt, he was convinced that he had finally found the stairway to heaven. Room 1015 remains a place of contemplation today. The nostalgia of an era of absolute freedom, where the air still smells of sweat, leather, fur, alcohol, burnt patchouli, and open flight cases...

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