MD/Legacy — A fragrance born from the toil of the craftsman.
- Dinh Mien
- Jun 6
- 2 min read
"I feel that each drop of pure essential oil is akin to a drop of my own blood. Upon finishing my bottle, I always felt drained, as it is as demanding as creating a piece of art and equally uplifting."
Do you believe me when I say this picture was taken in my own lab, using two bottles of my creation, some lighting, and a layer of pre-waved cotton before it turnt into a piece of cloth?
A Dark Start
That's simply how I expressed my creativity—unconventional, dark, and mysterious. I taught myself the recipe and basic chemistry, drawing significant inspiration from Truong Chieu Sy, the founder of Silouhuette and winner of the Golden Pear Award, Amouage, Afnan, Givaudan, Hoko.
But that's the extent of it; I learned quietly, crafted quietly, and only offer my finest creations to those willing to embrace the dark path of crafting these elixirs.
There was a time when I could sell these crafted bottles quite well, to the extent that I felt I had conquered the world and could dominate the market with my limited, high-quality craftsmanship and materials. Each bottle was unique, as I approached them with the same care as when I painted. Now? I can't do that anymore; it haunts me, reminding me why I started in the first place.
Everything I did was driven by love, hatred, and fear. If, someday, you—yes, you—read this, know that I still harbor hatred and am haunted by every instance you cheated on me. Yet, I remain grateful that you pushed me to become a better creator, far better than I ever was. I crafted these because you used to use cheap, fake, imitation bottles from well-known brands.
I did this to prove to myself that tears can become essential drops and blood can be an absolute extract that enhances my character.
"God may hate me as much as he loves me. But you? I hate you with a passion."
A Middle finger to my life:
Yet, when I believed I had found the right person, she both healed and destroyed me. In another world, in another universe, I still think of you. I regarded this as my Legacy because it pushed me to become a better man and a better artist. The cannabis scent in "Madhatter's Teabreak" (you) and The Baron (me), intriguing, dangerous, uneven. It was peace—the peace of crafting.
During the trial, each client and conversation led me to create something unique for them, shaped by my vision and imagination. Chemistry is a rigorous and precise science, but from an artist's perspective, there's no right or wrong—only sufficient or insufficient. It mirrors my frequent feelings of wondering, "Am I enough for her?" And here we are:
Never Enough.
Although I initially decided not to accept more orders for commercial purposes or gifting, I am still reserving a special place for future orders for myself, friends, and those who wish to express their stories through my scent designs.
It marked for myself in 2025, end of an era, become not just fragrance, but a heritage.
