ALPAC London — Made to be remembered

My scent goes before me.

The Scent

Two scents. One presence.

The founding drop. Asé and Ewa — connected, never the same. One announces an arrival. One stays in the room after you have left.

A founding drop of 500. When they are gone, they are gone.

The Story

I'm Timmy. I move between Lagos and London, and people tend to remember me before I've said much.

ALPAC is that, bottled. Not a life told in full — a presence, rooted in two cities, made to be worn and remembered.

My scent goes before me. It stays behind me too.

The Drop

Two fragrances. 250 of each. 500 in total. When they are gone, they are gone.

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The World

Lagos light, London restraint — the atmosphere ALPAC comes from, and the one it leaves behind.