About Us

We reject perfection. We worship emotion. Our perfumes are born from wounds, not formulas. Maison Jaxob exists for the misfits, the dreamers, the ones who remember how scent can hurt.

I did not create Maison Jaxob merely to make perfume.
I created it to make you feel.

I work in silence. I wait for the materials to speak.
Each drop begins as a secret I am not ready to tell.
Sometimes it smells like desire. Sometimes it smells like loss. I do not chase perfection. I tear it apart.
I want what breathes, what trembles, what refuses to obey.

Luxury, to me, is not comfort. It is tension dressed in grace.I build each creation as if it were alive.
It must carry emotion, memory, truth.
It must make you feel before it makes you understand.My work is slow because honesty takes time.

I distill until the feeling becomes clear.
I polish the chaos until it starts to listen.Maison Jaxob is what remains after that process.
It is the trace of emotion that lingers long after the body forgets.
It is the presence of something real. I do not decorate life. I disturb it beautifully.
And I will keep creating until beauty feels human again.