Every bottle ships with a name on it, and we built two ways to say whose name it is.
The first is the Manifest — the house default, and the one that shows up in almost every photograph of the range. It's built to look like a shipping document: monospaced type, a lot number, a serial that's genuinely unique to that bottle, and a field labeled "consigned to" where the inscribed name goes. It reads, on purpose, like paperwork that traveled with a crate across an ocean and got stamped at every port along the way. We like it because it survives a thumbnail on a phone screen at 200 pixels wide, which almost nothing delicate does, and because "consigned to" is literally true — the bottle is addressed to whoever's name sits in that field, the same way a crate is consigned to whoever's waiting at the other end of the crossing.
The second is the Bookplate — quieter, more private, built for a gift rather than a feed. Centered serif type inside a thin frame, the inscribed name set in italic as the only thing on the label that isn't structural, the way a bookplate glued inside a book's front cover exists to say one sentence and nothing else: this one belongs to you. We built it for the moment a fragrance stops being a product you're choosing for yourself and becomes something you're handing to somebody else.
Both labels do the same job from two different distances. The Manifest says the bottle traveled to reach you. The Bookplate says it was always yours. Which one you pick usually tells you more about who the bottle is for than any of the notes in it do.