The company says:
Aragon is an olfactory tribute to the Aragon region of Spain, where Mallo originates from. A unique aromatic fougere, the scent showcases local aromatic plant extracts from cypress, basil, thyme, rosemary and artemisia. Added to this intriguing mix is the pipirigallo flower that grows only in this region of the world.The scent is rounded off by mossy resinous elements that give this intriguing composition a warm enveloping feel.
A scent experience like never created before, come and experience the natural beauty of the Aragon region of Spain in a bottle.
ARA(GON) fragrance notes
- Aragón Pipirigallo flower, Aragón Artemisa, Aragón Thyme, Rosemary, Aragón Cypress, Aragón Basil, Lavender, Elemi, Cumin, Cardamom, Oakmoss
Latest Reviews of ARA(GON)
I’ve never been to Aragon, but now I want to go. Lasheras’s tribute to the home of his brand is a love letter in a bottle. The fougere structure is a logical place to start, the medium for the love letter, since Aragon seems to be renowned for its fertile herb and shrub lands. To pick apart the perfume for a pyramid is a bit reductive and pointless, equivalent to walking into a vast herb garden and trying to pick apart the scents in the air. Ara(gon) wants to be experienced as a whole, not in parts or stages, and Lasheras does a masterful job of handling the materials to do just that. Everything is seamless and inseparable without feeling at all like a “kitchen sink” approach.
The floral and artemisia opening is accented by beautiful and photorealistic herbs, but all other materials are at play as well. The only “clear” part of the perfume seems to be what, I guess, should be called the heart section where cumin, lavender, and resins from incense and cypress perform a heart-pattering waltz with each other.
The cumin note is worth dedicating some time to. It’s one of the most beautiful cumin notes I have ever smelled. In the majority of perfumes cumin is quite a pushy, aggressive, and difficult note, providing a sweaty body odor and rough woods character. But Ara(gon) is a love letter, remember, and here the cumin smells kind. The well-judged accents of the lavender and resins seem to remove any pushy or aggressive tendencies, and the cumin comes across as soft, warm, and plush but still with conviction. It’s just divine. The softness and plushness usher in a very mossy base that is as verdant as it is meditative.
What a stunning perfume. Truly, one of the best fougeres we’ve had in a very long time. With every wear I discover something new and wonderful, as if I’m wearing it for the first time. Ara(gon) encourages courtship, dedicated time to having yet another conversation to learn something about this special someone. Lasheras loves Aragon, and it shows.
The floral and artemisia opening is accented by beautiful and photorealistic herbs, but all other materials are at play as well. The only “clear” part of the perfume seems to be what, I guess, should be called the heart section where cumin, lavender, and resins from incense and cypress perform a heart-pattering waltz with each other.
The cumin note is worth dedicating some time to. It’s one of the most beautiful cumin notes I have ever smelled. In the majority of perfumes cumin is quite a pushy, aggressive, and difficult note, providing a sweaty body odor and rough woods character. But Ara(gon) is a love letter, remember, and here the cumin smells kind. The well-judged accents of the lavender and resins seem to remove any pushy or aggressive tendencies, and the cumin comes across as soft, warm, and plush but still with conviction. It’s just divine. The softness and plushness usher in a very mossy base that is as verdant as it is meditative.
What a stunning perfume. Truly, one of the best fougeres we’ve had in a very long time. With every wear I discover something new and wonderful, as if I’m wearing it for the first time. Ara(gon) encourages courtship, dedicated time to having yet another conversation to learn something about this special someone. Lasheras loves Aragon, and it shows.
"When I wear perfume, I’m wearing it for myself. As an act of divination, to set intentions for the day, to recall precious memories, evoke alter-egos, conjure ghosts."
This quote from a Substack post by Audrey Rubinowitz aptly summarizes my relationship to perfume today. It no longer is predicated upon courtship, attention, or even a stylistic statement. Something like ARA is certainly not one I wear to fetch compliments. To reach a higher plane of consciousness, perhaps, but not for compliments.
Perfumer Antonio Lasheras has composed ARA around an accord of sainfoin, also known as pipirigallo. This plant in the legume family (Fabaceae), grown for centuries in Europe and the Middle East for grazing in pastures, its use as hay and is often raised as a fertility-building crop. Fields of this plant with its pink flowers in bloom makes for a breathtaking view. I would love to say that the eminently agrestic nature of this fragrant plant is animated in ARA, but I have never been up close and personal with sainfoin. I can say, however, that this is a heavenly, even delirium-inducing wildflower and weed dreamscape.
It is a rondelet of metaphysics, dedicated to all that grows in an organized chaos in open spaces, stems entangled, all a-buzz with six-legged, winged creatures, some graceful, others clumsy. There are herbs that smell bitter, others sweet, still more with a certain musty funk and fusty rank, but it all smells lovely and vividly real. It paints the meadow paradise that I only wish I could swim through if it were not for menacing deer ticks. Camphor and menthol fusing into coumarin and chypre moss. Ara is all unconventionally pretty, and resoundingly so. It makes me want to give up social media for a while and just read for hours in seclusion. I'm wearing it for myself.
This quote from a Substack post by Audrey Rubinowitz aptly summarizes my relationship to perfume today. It no longer is predicated upon courtship, attention, or even a stylistic statement. Something like ARA is certainly not one I wear to fetch compliments. To reach a higher plane of consciousness, perhaps, but not for compliments.
Perfumer Antonio Lasheras has composed ARA around an accord of sainfoin, also known as pipirigallo. This plant in the legume family (Fabaceae), grown for centuries in Europe and the Middle East for grazing in pastures, its use as hay and is often raised as a fertility-building crop. Fields of this plant with its pink flowers in bloom makes for a breathtaking view. I would love to say that the eminently agrestic nature of this fragrant plant is animated in ARA, but I have never been up close and personal with sainfoin. I can say, however, that this is a heavenly, even delirium-inducing wildflower and weed dreamscape.
It is a rondelet of metaphysics, dedicated to all that grows in an organized chaos in open spaces, stems entangled, all a-buzz with six-legged, winged creatures, some graceful, others clumsy. There are herbs that smell bitter, others sweet, still more with a certain musty funk and fusty rank, but it all smells lovely and vividly real. It paints the meadow paradise that I only wish I could swim through if it were not for menacing deer ticks. Camphor and menthol fusing into coumarin and chypre moss. Ara is all unconventionally pretty, and resoundingly so. It makes me want to give up social media for a while and just read for hours in seclusion. I'm wearing it for myself.
