Celestial Dreams

Introducing Azheroud’s “Celestial Dreams” – Sip the dream. Wear the memory.

There are scents that simply exist…
And then there are scents that linger like a beautiful secret.

Celestial Dreams is an invitation into intimacy — a fragrance born from warmth, memory, and quiet magnetism. It opens with the golden shimmer of sunlit citrus and orange blossom, kissed with the lightest touch of neroli. Bright, clean, and hopeful — like the first light through sheer curtains.

Then comes the unexpected: a soft, intoxicating swirl of aged cognac—smooth, rich, and gently spiced—folding into floral warmth like a velvet nightfall. A tender heart of rose, jasmine, and spiced fruit melts into the skin, evoking the feeling of a slow dance lit by candlelight.

But its true soul lives in the drydown—sandalwood, oakwood, and tobacco whispering against soft musks and golden resins. It doesn’t speak loudly. It leans in close. It stays.

Celestial Dreams is for those who find beauty in quiet things—stolen glances, shared silences, the perfume of a memory you can’t quite name.

This isn’t just a fragrance.
It’s a slow-burning memory. A touch of warmth on bare skin. A story poured like a fine drink, lingering long after the glass is empty.

Top Notes

Orange, Neroli, Orange Blossom, Black Pepper, Grapefruit Peel

Mid Notes

Jasmine, Rose, Saffron, Cognac, Cinnamon Bark, Caramel, Fruits

Base Notes

Sandalwood, Oakwood, Tobacco, Myrrh, Tonka Bean, Vanilla, Musk, Cashmeran

“The idea for Celestial Dreams came to me one quiet evening—a golden sunset, the soft scent of blossoms in the air, and a glass of smooth cognac in hand. There was something magical about that moment… warm, reflective, and deeply personal. I wanted to capture that exact feeling in a bottle. I began with sunlit citrus and tender florals to mirror the light. Then came the heart—boozy, spiced, and comforting, like a slow-burning memory. The base, rich with woods, musks, and warmth, was meant to linger like a soft whisper on skin. Celestial Dreams is my tribute to the beauty of stillness, the power of scent to hold emotion, and the quiet allure that stays long after the moment fades. – Adnan Azher