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Ripe fruit, caramel, a dry material underneath to stop it turning to candy. Four references in the catalogue, all at the same price, all in one hundred millilitres.
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Pineapple does not open fresh: it opens candied, immediately caught up by caramel and mango. Underneath, patchouli holds the line and stops the sugar from settling in alone; coriander and bergamot keep the opening crisp. It is the only bottle whose concentration the catalogue specifies — extrait de parfum.

Three red fruits to open — blackberry, blackcurrant, raspberry — then the iris arrives, cools the whole and powders it. Vanilla and musk close without weighing it down. The catalogue classes it as floral: it is a floral that begins with a fruit.

Apple and bergamot open sharply, saffron arrives almost immediately and changes the colour of the fragrance. Coconut and cinnamon thicken it, rose softens it. It is through this bottle that the house made a name for itself.

The lychee opens juicy, almost sweet, the rose arrives on top and holds it. Pink pepper stings the opening, saffron warms the middle, driftwood dries the end — it is what stops the fruit from turning to syrup. The only pink liquid in the house; the glass and the label do not change.
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The film the house broadcasts opens on this name and this title, spelled out in full. We see a man at his workbench: he opens a bottle, dips a blotter, brings it to his nose, puts it down, starts again. Behind him, a bookcase and drawers of raw materials. Nothing is staged — no cinematic laboratory, no smoke: it is the ordinary gesture of the trade, filmed up close.
Three of the four bottles on the shelf are attributed to him by the house — Pomme tonka, Ambre Ananas and Mûre Iris : these are the ones shown in the film. For Rose Litchi, the house has told us nothing about who composed it.
The three films come from the file supplied by the house. We have neither interview nor quotation to publish: the text above describes what the images show, nothing more.
One hundred and ninety-five euros for the one-hundred-millilitre bottle: Maison Berliner charges its four references at the same rate, with no hierarchy of size. The bottle does not change either — rectangular glass, black stopper, label framed in gold: only the illustration behind the name distinguishes one fragrance from the next. The four compositions are enough to draw the territory: a ripe, almost candied fruit, always held by a dry material — patchouli, iris, saffron, driftwood — that stops it turning to candy.









Photographs and films supplied by the house.
See all four in the catalogue