The play opens on the scene of an unexpected guest arriving suddenly in the malestrom of a raging blizzard of star anise, caraway seeds and Russian lavender. The effect is deceptive, it implies the warm simplicity of peasant comforts; a bubbling cauldron of beet soup, fresh-baked rye bread and the snapping blast of Arctic winds screaming at the doors and windows. What transpires however, is a mysterious adventure of wondrous fantasies and dreams. Behold as opulent bouquets of red roses and trailing jasmine appear, and you find yourself hypnotised; intoxicated by the honeyed amber liqueur of styrax absolute, labdanum and vanilla, suffused with the lavish leather of Vietnamese oud, emblematic of the many shields we use to safeguard our tender frailties against all odds. The savoir faire of Russian culture, in all its finery and fortitude. An ode to the master himself, Mikhail Bulgakov, and especially inspired by Bulgakov’s novel, The Master and Margarita, widely considered the greatest novel of the 20th Century. Bulgakov eau de parfum 2019 formula is an arresting mukhallat. I had been experimenting with the formula for a couple of years, and had always yearned to include a substantial amount of Vietnamese oud and I resisted, until now. It was simply an idea whose time had come.