Fischersund No. 101

#117 of My Fragrance Journey - Fischersund No. 101: A memory of somewhere you've never been. It starts with a sharp intake of breath. Cold air that isn't harsh - just there, suddenly, like stepping outside earlier than intended. You've never been to this place. But the ache of it arrives before you've even placed it. The opening is green and jagged. Citrus first, then something wilder takes over - pine, crushed grass, wet herbs, and this cold metallic note that isn't sterile. More like rainwater sitting in an old garden chair left outside too long. The bitterness is spiky, intensely green, like uprooted weeds still carrying soil on the roots. It doesn't ease you in. It just exists - defiant, alive, and slightly confrontational about it. And somehow that's exactly the thing that makes you keep smelling your wrist. Blackcurrant comes through as it opens up, but not the jam version. Unripe, tart, green-purple rather than dark red. Chervil and dried herbs folding in around it. The whole thing starts to feel less like a fragrance and more like a sequence of fragments - wet pavement, crushed stems on your fingers, early morning light stretching too long across grass and concrete. There's something Icelandic in it, genuinely. Not warmth - pale illumination. The kind of light that doesn't quite know when to stop. A soft lily appears somewhere in the middle, barely floral, just enough to take the sharpest edge off the green. Cumin adds a restrained warmth that never tips into anything uncomfortable. And eventually it settles - woody, herbal, faintly musky, a quieter version of what it started as. Still carrying traces of the original wildness, just further back now. This isn't for everyone. If you want clean woods or polished freshness, the opening alone might be too much. It's raw, and it knows it. But if it gets you - and it either does, or it doesn't - it becomes the kind of thing you keep returning to. Finding something new each time. Like walking the same unfamiliar street until it starts to feel like yours. It holds the quiet confidence of a place that doesn't need to be discovered to stay true. Vibe: Rusted iron, crushed green stems, pale light that refuses to fade. Performance: Moderate - the wild opening softens significantly, settles close and intimate by the dry hours. Fit: You wear this when you want to feel somewhere else entirely - somewhere colder, stranger, more alive than wherever you actually are. Does a fragrance have to feel familiar to feel like home - or is the ache of somewhere you've never been enough? More scent stories and visuals on Instagram - @lavendercloudsjd

Absolutely adore this fragrance. I received a sample from Ministry of Scent when I was blind-buying a ton of small ones from them. I had no idea what to expect from this and thankfully it paid off. I was immediately transported to a place I've never been (the Iceland in summer lol) and felt so moved by the impressive assortment of notes. This scent gives off a smokey aura that was initially off-putting as I had never tried a tobacco or incense-style fragrance before; however, the more I smelled the more I fell in love. You can catch hints of green in the initial spray and it matures to an earthier version of that scent as the fragrance dries. I noticed some aquatic notes similar to Laromatica's Seafaring Man as well. The piney elements come through in No. 101 once it starts to dry and it combines in a lovely way with the smokey notes. Everything works in conjunction to present you with a really mature fragrance and it only gets better as it sits on one's skin. Love this scent for summer in places like Maine or Scandinavia; would work amazingly as a winter scent in coastal areas as well if it gets cold there :)

This is really something special. I first encountered Fischersund by listening to their podcast episode on Perfume Room with Emma Vernon, and subsequently checking out their stunning Faux Flora exhibit at the National Nordic Museum in Seattle. No. 101 is very fresh and authentically herbaceous. It smells lush and full of life. Longevity is really good (6+ hours), and the scent doesn’t shift dramatically throughout the day. There’s a lot of thought that went behind this scent. It is accompanied by a song, poem, and video, that make the entire experience incredibly immersive and multi-sensory. No. 101 is addictive, and it takes me to somewhere I’ve never been - somehow, I feel nostalgic for an upbringing in Iceland that I never had.

Another lovely green scent from Fischersund! Like No. 8, it opens with intense, almost bitter notes of vegetation, a thicket from which you emerge into pavement with dandelions growing through the cracks. These warm greens are cut with a fresh note of cold air, as though the sun is about to not-quite-set although it's past midnight. I had a hard time detecting any vanilla or musk scent, finding the greens and mineral notes to dominate. The woody note in particular reminds me of the scent of a large piece of petrified wood I have. The blend of dry rock and wet herbaceous plants makes this scent feel very narrative and compelling. I find it easy to wear to work, and reasonably long lasting.

i took this home as a souvenir, and every time i smell it i'm transported back to iceland (we wore it every day there under our scarves) so that probably makes me incredibly biased, BUT i honestly feel like it would transport anyone to iceland. it's the perfect herbal, wet, cold, lightly fruity scent. definitely green witch vibes, but not really heavy or anything. maybe green fairy?? i bought the solid perfume, which unfortunately really irritates my skin to the point that i choose not to wear it anymore. i would love to buy a bottle instead someday, or a discovery set, or just go back there myself in person 🫣 someday...