The Laliques are here and one very special bottle!

Memo’s Italian Leather isn’t just a fragrance—it’s an experience that pulls up in a vintage convertible, tosses you the keys, and tells you to act like you’ve always belonged here. The opening is a creamy, decadent blast of vanilla and green tomato leaf that somehow manages to feel both luxurious and mischievous, like you’re wearing a bespoke suit but plotting a glamorous escape. As it settles in, the leather becomes buttery-smooth and irresistibly confident, radiating that “I know exactly who I am” energy. And the projection? A glorious, unapologetic eight-hour victory lap that leaves a trail of sophistication long after you’ve left the room. If fragrances had national anthems, Italian Leather would be belting out an operatic masterpiece on your skin.