Baies (Berries) - Classic candle
A coming together of berries and flowers.
Country / Language: Japan, English
A coming together of berries and flowers.
A limited edition set of five new Diptyque candles to discover.
Roses bursting with flowers in May.
An ode to springtime's most iconic flower.
The intense aroma of freshly ground coffee beans.
A summer breeze carrying the sweet scent of lemongrass.
A vivid encounter between blackcurrant and rose.
The olfactory memory of the first Diptyque boutique.
Fig trees in the hot Mediterranean sun.
Sandalwood from Asia. Creamy, woody, contemplative.
Wood igniting. Fire crackling in the hearth.
A walk under the fig trees, along the Mediterranean.
Vivid and bittersweet. A rediscovered garden treasure.
An ode to lily of the valley, fresh and delicate.
An aromatic leaf, fresh and elusive.
A heady floral from the fields of Southern India.
The golden warmth of amber, steeped in ancient mystery.
Berries blended with the floral accents of rose.
A potent revelation of the vanilla pod's dark, smoky depths.
Lavender fields, as far as the eye can see.
The scent of a high-summer afternoon, captured in wax.
In the south of India, endless fields of tuberose.
The sweetnes of citrus marmalade in the afternoon air
Soft musk, tender and sensual, like skin against fabric.
A sensuous swirl of honey, tobacco and spices.
A gently soothing herbal scent ceremony.
Green geranium leaves brightened by a hint of rose.
A lively expression of tangy, Japanese yuzu
The quiet scent of temple air.
A linden tree at the start of summer.
A well-traveled take on the olfactory pleasure of tea.
A few amber beads in an antique treasure box.
Blown glass and porcelain. The iconic candle holder, reinvented.
Precious violets, freshly gathered in the morning light.
A massive bouquet of fresh-cut lillies.
A faithful reproduction of juniper berries.
A scented candle capturing all the fragrance of the forest.
Dark leather, a companion for journeys through space and time.
The dense, comforting fragrance of a mighty oak tree.
Powdery iris, elegant as perfumed leather gloves.
Freshly roasted black sesame seeds.
Benzoin’s resinous warmth, caramelized and enveloping.
The warm, sunlit scent of a Mediterranean fig tree.
Fresh-cut patchouli leaves drying out in the sun.
Hawthorn in bloom, its soft perfume touched with honey.
The essence of cinnamon bark, freshly torn from the tree.
The scent of childhood memories of golden quince jelly.
An ancient resin, warm and balsamic, like sacred smoke.