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Hayat

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$186.3 $270 In stock

Category: Perfume

Taking its name from the Arabic word for life, Hayat is a complex story of the Empedoclean elements of the universe; earth, fire, air and water.

Through the careful selection and precise distillation of its notes, Hayat creates a harmony among the elements that compose it, finding a life-giving equilibrium.

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Customer Reviews (4.6 / 5 · 5 reviews)

Olivia ★★★★★

The way each note unfolds feels elemental, literally like earth giving way to fire before settling into something airy and clean. The distillation process really comes through—it's complex without being heavy, and it lasts through a full workday without shouting.

Ruby ★★★★★

I’ve been wearing this for a week now, and it honestly shifts beautifully throughout the day—the earth and air notes are the first thing I notice, but the fire and water keep it from ever feeling flat. It’s a genuinely complex scent that stays interesting without being overpowering, which is exactly

Stella ★★★★★

The distillation really shows here—each element comes through in layers instead of one flat blast, and it lasts on my skin for hours without turning cloying. It’s the kind of scent that feels alive, shifting with the day, and I keep catching myself smiling at my own wrist.