Aromag Firework Eau de ToiletteFireworks don't belong to the night. This one detonates in full sun a brilliant, disorienting spectacle that shouldn't exist in daylight but does. It opens with the sharp, metallic bite of gunpowder and the resinous burn of incense, dense and hazy, the way air smells after something has just ignited. Dried tobacco moves through the smoke with a peaty, whiskey edged warmth. Then, slowly, the heat softens. Sandalwood and guaiacwood settle underneath