KISSING GATE is not just a perfume house. It’s a library.

Each scent is a volume. A chapter. A scene.

Crafted in-house with character, tension, and a turn of phrase. Finished with a plot twist.

You don’t wear Kissing Gate just to smell good.

You wear it to step sideways into another version of yourself - the one who edits the ending, exits without explanation, or gets remembered without saying much at all.

We don’t do ‘inspired by.’

We are the reference.

Others echo.

We authored the original manuscript.

Our vanillas tilt. Our musks hum. Our roses smirk.

Nothing here is simple - and nothing smells like what you expect.

Because the story doesn’t follow the rules.

And neither do you.