Description
Filthy Rich — The Illusion of Gold
They built towers of pride, cloaked themselves in stardust, and called it happiness. Yet behind every glittering mask was only silence. Filthy Rich is not just a fragrance—it is the scent of excess, of beauty veiling emptiness, of desire polished into illusion.

A Gilded Opening
The composition begins with the dark radiance of oud and incense—heavy, opulent, and commanding. Rose and saffron soon follow, their fleeting elegance shimmering like jewels in fading light
A spark of raspberry and amberwood adds brightness, tempting the senses with richness that feels almost untouchable—an indulgence both sweet and dangerous.

Smoke Behind the Glitter
Birch, benzoin, and geranium linger in the dry-down, leaving a smoky, resinous trail—like shadows stretching beneath towers of gold, revealing the hollowness inside
A Fragrance of Empire and Emptiness
Encased in a vessel of bold strength, Filthy Rich is more than luxury. It is a reminder that wealth without meaning is only dust in disguise—powerful, intoxicating, but never enough.
Ingredients
Filthy Rich — The Illusion of Gold
They built towers of pride, cloaked themselves in stardust, and called it happiness. Yet behind every glittering mask was only silence. Filthy Rich is not just a fragrance—it is the scent of excess, of beauty veiling emptiness, of desire polished into illusion.

A Gilded Opening
The composition begins with the dark radiance of oud and incense—heavy, opulent, and commanding. Rose and saffron soon follow, their fleeting elegance shimmering like jewels in fading light
A spark of raspberry and amberwood adds brightness, tempting the senses with richness that feels almost untouchable—an indulgence both sweet and dangerous.

Smoke Behind the Glitter
Birch, benzoin, and geranium linger in the dry-down, leaving a smoky, resinous trail—like shadows stretching beneath towers of gold, revealing the hollowness inside
A Fragrance of Empire and Emptiness
Encased in a vessel of bold strength, Filthy Rich is more than luxury. It is a reminder that wealth without meaning is only dust in disguise—powerful, intoxicating, but never enough.
