“I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.”
Jazz Age Jamboree is a riot of smoke, spice, and revelry—a scent steeped in the reckless opulence of a night that refuses to end. The air crackles with the bold bite of oud, anise, and saffron, laced with the smoky intrigue of tobacco leaf and myrrh. As the rhythm builds, mahogany, leather, and cypress weave through the room, rich and decadent, softened by whispers of sandalwood and frankincense. Finally, the night settles into a smooth pour of bourbon and black currant, grounded by the sultry warmth of dark musk and tonka bean. Light it, raise a glass, and let the music play—tomorrow can wait.
