Profumum Roma’s Auriga Arrives, And I’m Already Reaching For A Blotter

When Profumum Roma drops a new scent, I instinctively clear desk space, find a blotter, and brace my sleeve. The house is famous for big, plush extraits that do not whisper, and today we get Auriga. The name is a tease, and a smart one. Auriga is the charioteer in the night sky, all speed and metal and starglow. That conjures leather straps, cool air, spark against skin, maybe a resin flare. I am not here for corporate adjectives, I am here for juice that makes my pulse kick.

If you know Profumum, you know the signature. They tend to build around bold overdoses, simple on paper, huge in the air. Acqua di Sale delivers sea-soaked wood that clings like salt-dried hair. Arso smells like a cabin fire slow-burning through cedar and memory. Ambra Aurea is amber turned cathedral-deep and honeyed. Dulcis in Fundo swirls vanilla and citrus into a smile you can almost bite. The line is not shy, and that is precisely why a title like Auriga intrigues me. It hints at pace and polish, a structure that could slot between resin, leather, and night air.

Notes are still under lock and key, so I will not invent a pyramid to please the algorithm. Here is what I am hoping, as a wearer who has ruined more sleeves with Ambra Aurea than I care to admit: a dark, tensile composition that keeps the Profumum richness but adds lift, something that moves. A radiant core you can track from wrist to shoulder, less syrup, more sinew. If it nods to the metallic cool of stars or the supple buckle of a harness, even better.

Positioning this in the wardrobe, I see Auriga as the piece you reach for when Arso feels too hearth-bound and Acqua di Sale too sun-slashed. Office safe if you go easy, date-night lethal if you do not. Skin first, paper second, always.

I will wear it properly as soon as I can get a decant, because Profumum only makes sense on warm skin and impatient hearts. Expect silage that announces itself, longevity that lingers into morning, and a name that actually earns its myth. If Auriga delivers, it might be the charioteer that pulls the house forward again.