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  • Rose Silence by British fragrance house Miller Harris is a cashmere soft floral fragrance of subtle and delicious composing. To me the rose is alabaster white, a rose placed in quiet memoriam to a love, not exactly lost, just unattained and lost to  time. Rose Silence is a cloistered rose, head bowed, eyes closed, a veil of musks draped gently around petals. Silence is beautiful because you can hear tears fall and break like glass on stone.

    In floriography, the language of flowers, white roses say: ‘I am worthy of you..’ Here, the earthy patchouli, Miller Harris blackcurrant motif and dash of sweet mandarin are worthy notes of delight and detachment as this most graceful of rose perfumes blends hints of rain-washed gardens and the sugar-dusted addiction of blushing Turkish delight. Miller Harris Rose Silence is a discreet and charming solitaire rose with a promise of love and style.

    Shop full Rose Silence.

  • This year, Miller Harris include a paper hat designed by Julie Verhoeven in  each of their Christmas boxes, taking the ordinary out of tradition with a twist of the unexpected. Every Miller Harris Christmas product comes with two Christmas hats for yourself and your best friend.

    A traditional Christmas in Britain would not be the same without certain things; turkey, a Christmas pudding set alight in the shadows of evening and multi-coloured paper crowns, tightly  folded and hidden inside the pop and wreckage of crackers.

    Have you ever wondered why we wear paper crowns with our Christmas dinner? We may owe this  typically British tradition to the Roman feast of Saturnalia, an annual period of revelry honouring Saturn the God of Wealth, Agriculture and Liberty. This Festival of Light lead into the Winter Solstice.

    Saturnalia was marked by public banquets, private gifting, parties and the relaxation of rules on  gambling. Masters served servants; streets and feasts saw nights and days of masked role-playing. Over all this spirited upheaval and carnival Kings of Saturnalia were appointed by lot or the  throw of dice. Masters of ceremony to oversee and reign over the debauched twists and turns of  the Saturnalia days and nights. The bright paper crowns we wear each year may well be an echo  of the Kings’ crowns and on Christmas day, we are all Kings and Queens for the day, whoever we  are.

  • By Callie Robertson - Head of Fashion Influencer Campaigns at The Goat Agency


    I’ve never discovered a fragrance that I can call 'my scent.' I tend to switch up my perfumes and enjoy trying different ranges (certainly an expensive habit), yet I can’t say I’ve ever found something that is me. You know when a woman walks past and you catch her scent and everything smells fantastic for a moment in time? (Yes, I know this sounds strange.) Well, I still haven’t quite found a fragrance that lasts throughout the day and that people can associate me with.

    So I decided to try one of Miller Harris’ fragrances. As I prefer fruity scents over floral, I opted for Poirier d'un Soir. If you’d like to try it, you can find it here. This scent makes me think of how Marilyn Monroe might have smelt, and you can never go wrong with something that smells like Marilyn Monroe. It’s sweet, a little musky, sexy and subtly fruity.  Feminine, sultry and with a little bit of a punch to it - if I’m not able to live my life that way, then at least my perfume can!

  • It’s your birthday and you smell of flowers and sparkling fruit, pear and peach mixed with a bouquet of rose, jasmine and tuberose. Coeur de Jardin by Miller Harris is that unique thing, a narrative of joyful garden, chypré-tinted, lush in places, sun dappled and buzzed with insects. There are memories of a shimmering summer garden, dogs barking at bees and butterflies flitting across the sun. So much laughter. A table of sweet food, pop and fizzy wine in the tended haze of your beloved garden, balloons rolling in the emerald grass.  Your children are coming home from far and wide; there are voices breaking the silence, children rushing into the light. You smile, the circle is complete.

    The scent of Coeur de Jardin fills the light, lovely bright morsels of amber, musk, green damp moss and a comforting soft patchouli. The perfect Miller Harris floral for a special summer’s day.

  • Noix de Tubereuse by British fragrance house Miller Harris is a perfume of excess and lavish nightfall skin.  As a night blooming flower, tuberose  (polianthes tuberosa) donates its decadent scent to darkness as an exotic gift to flatter the stars and seduce the vault of heaven.

    You are dancing in an empty ballroom beneath a glittering chandelier, the room echoes with the scent of mimosa, violet, creamy tonka and the fetish complexity of French tuberose.  Fleshy and fatty with a biting edge of cruel pink.  Your love has pollen on the tips of her lashes and a coronet of blushing buds. The moon floods across a gilded wall as you inhale stems, petals and boudoir green off the scented hollow of her throat. Air explodes with corollas and indolic weather. There is no need for music when you dance to the carnal swoon of Noix de Tubereuse.

  • Victoria Gaiger - Editor and Creative Director - rakesprogress

    What is fragrance if it isn’t déjà vu? More evocative than any photograph, our sense of smell is a portal into our past. For me the smell of warm, wet earth takes me straight back to my childhood growing up in Uganda in East Africa. A catalyst to moments I thought I had forgotten, a fragrance so distinctive and evocative that in an instant I am once again standing in my parents’ garden soaked to the bone, splashing in puddles, happy to be wet.

    Later we moved to Khartoum in North Africa where the daily bombardment of intense smells I enjoyed brought with it a kaleidoscope of colour. Even now I just need to catch a waft from the kitchen spice rack and once again I’m running through souks on hazy dusty days, wandering through bustling fruit markets littered with a trail of musky and warm fragrances, hints of cinnamon and nutmeg. Dry soil mixed with deep notes that were both sharp and sweet - oleanders, mimosa, tangerine, lemon, jasmine. These scents are, for me, the most poignant, smells as powerful as the loud calls to prayer and the intense African sun.

    Recently I have caught myself seeking out fragrances that contain some of these scents of my childhood, perhaps a nostalgic desire to return to those places and times, to be a girl again, and reconnect with a world that was, through rose-tinted glasses, the dreamy anti-thesis to this Western world of computers and commuting.

    Which explains why I’m a sucker for any new fragrance that can work its magic, weaving a blend of long-forgotten smells with cherished memories. And so much the better if someone has bottled it already (no one has yet bottled the smell of warm soil after rain).

    So when I opened Miller Harris'  La Fumée Alexandrie, I was once again back in the garden in Uganda, the smell of roses mixed with tangerine zest, gorgeous notes of geranium and sandalwood mixed with the irresistible headiness of incense, and the slightly animalistic, earthy and almost smoky smell of Oud. Add notes of cinnamon and cumin and suddenly my memories drift north to the spice markets of Sudan. It’s a powerful, personal, botanical cocktail of memories and emotion.  A heady mix but one that works for me. Open the bottle and I am in Africa again.

    La Fumée Alexandrie Fragrance Notes:

    Top: Mandarin Italy, Cumin essential oil Egypt

    Heart: Rose Damascene absolute Turkey, Incense absolute, Geranium essential oil Egypt

    Base: Sandalwood, Amber, Birch Tar essential oil Russia

    Victoria Gaiger is one of the founding editors and creative director of rakesprogress. She set up the ground breaking quarterly magazine with her journalist husband Tom. Launched in June 2016, the magazine takes a fresh look at the world of gardens, plants and flowers, as seen through the eyes of artists, designers, documentary and fashion photographers. Volume 5 is on sale now for more information go to www.rakesprogressmagazine.com

  • By  Jo Tiller, CRM Loyalty Programme Manager at Harrods


    Walking along Hans Crescent you can almost smell that familiar scent that greets you with a luxurious embrace as the doors to the terracotta palace are opened by a Green man to welcome you in-store. Deep breath in ... Mmmm it never fails, it gets you every time and takes you away to a wonderful world full of THE very best ... and it feels good!  However luckily for me and my bank account I spend 60% of my working week in Head Office but it doesn't stop me, the temptation's always there to look for new fragrances, new scents to love and enjoy ... just because I can!

    It all changed when I reached my 40s...through my 20s and 30s I was always so loyal to one perfume maybe two max, but as I've transitioned from independent woman to married and a mother, I need more. I need one for every mood and every mindset...I need one that takes me back to my youth, back to my carefree self or back to the date nights in town where we pretend to be carefree for all of 3 hours!

    And being a working mum I need a fragrance that totally lifts me, gives me that confidence to kick start the day ahead feeling fresh, light and instantly energised. Lumière Dorée does exactly that! With its playful exciting tone it gives me a little pick-me-up every time the wind blows! It makes me want to pick up my wrist and inhale the intoxicating floracy again and again. Maybe it's the base blend of Amber and musk followed by neroli and orange tones that instantly draws me to take a deeper breath and then I'm taken away by Jasmine...and it seems to get me everytime! The familiarity gives me the confidence I need to boost me through my day to remind me that I'm still that woman, youthful and playful but professional in my everyday! I LOVE it and it's totally a feel good scent that bursts with every spray! And it lasts ...

  • By Suzy Nightingale, Senior Writer for The Perfume Society and The Scented Letter Magazine


    Mud baths at Glastonbury, Wimbledon being rained off, summer dresses accessorised with wellies - notoriously unpredictable, it's no wonder we British are often seen as a bit weather-obsessed. At this time of year we often fall back on zippy citrus Colognes and other, breezier affairs in the hope that grey days will be brightened momentarily by a spritz of sunshine in a bottle.

    But momentarily is the word, for there's something about the fleeting freshness that can leave many of us wanting something with a bit more, well... oomph. For just such occasions, I like to reach for fragrances that convey the heat of exoticism while taking you on a proper olfactory journey, surely the whole reason we wear perfume is to be enchanted and entranced - to be taken somewhere other than where we happen to be?

    Miller Harris excel at transporting the fragrance wearer to all manner of locations - from rambling cottage gardens to cliff tops overlooking the sea and pear orchards at dusk - but exoticism certainly plays its part alongside the more well-known olfactory experiences, So I thought I'd take a wander through the perhaps less often explored La Fumée Collection, currently offering four fragrant expeditions to far-flung places. And more specifically, their La Fumée Ottoman, because right now? Well, I feel like being transported to Constantinople and the mysteries of the Ottoman empire...

    Top notes: cardamom, rose, cumin

    Heart notes: incense, cedar Maroc, patchouli

    Base notes: rose Maroc, sandalwood, vanilla bourbon, tonka bean

    Described as 'A modern tribute to the incense road of antiquity, a trade route along which precious resins were transported to Mediterranean ports,' you can almost feel the heat haze shimmering as rose rises, succulent at first, freshly picked and dusted with aromatic, almost anise-like crushed cardamom pods and the underlying animalic fervour of cumin. Tendrils of incense smoulder as the more voluptuous Moroccan rose joins patchouli in the dance - all hip-swivelling sultriness infused with dark speckles of vanilla and the toastiness of tonka bean. All this sashaying could very well lead to alarming palpitations, of course, had the composition not been so expertly harmonised by genius British perfumer, Lyn Harris, and with everything underpinned by the cool, calming smoothness of sandalwood. Phew!

    Quite frankly, wearing La Fumée Ottoman makes me want to sink languorously in to a plush pile of velvet cushions while being gently fanned and sipping a refreshing beverage – and that already feels like a holiday in a bottle. Oh, just take me there right now…

    Miller Harris La Fumee Ottoman £170 for 100ml eau de parfum


    On dewy summer morning, you’re the first in the house to wake. You take a moment to breathe in the morning air, stretch out, and enjoy the feeling of just lying in bed, with an endlessly bright, sunny day ahead of you.

    This, in a nutshell (or, should I say, a bottle) is what Miller Harris’ Rose Silence evokes for me. Form early April until late September, I slither out of bed, grab my trustee bottle from the mantlepiece and spritz, letting the fresh, uplifting smell of freshly clipped roses waft around the corners and down the hall. It's a quiet, but invigorating moment to myself.

    A little much, you say? Maybe. But humour me for a moment. The connection between scent and memory is scientifically indisputable. Ever noticed how catching a drift of a scent on the street on a passerby; of a bonfire maybe; or a freshly baked bread, can immediately bring back the near-tangible feel and image of a person from your past, a childhood summer or a wonderful meal shared between friends years ago? The reason for this trigger is directly related to the anatomy of the human brain. Incoming smells are first processed by the olfactory bulb, which starts in the nose and then runs along the bottom of the brain. This bulb is directly connected to two brain areas strongly connected to emotion and memory: the amygdala and the hippocampus. By the way, auditory and tactile information doesn’t pass through these areas. Which is why smell triggers noticeably more emotion and memory than the other senses. So there you go.

    I know I had a couple of good encounters with rose gardens in my early life. When I trace the memory, Rose Silence brings me back to my Grandmother’s country garden by the lake in Canada, where I spent my childhood summers. When I smell it, I can picture her lovely long wrinkled hands cutting a branch, handing me a crushed peta between her crooked fingersl, urging me to take a sniff. “Isn’t it wonderful, Monica” she'd say in her proper London accent, which seemed so exotic back then.

    These days, in the evenings, or midwinter, I’ll wear something darker, muskier, more masculine —I’m a particular fan of Feuilles de Tabac once the leaves start to turn. But, while the days are long and bright, the rose is queen of my nose, the direct path to memories of summers past and a tangy, mandarin promise of warm air and crisp mornings to come.

  • Katy Young, Beauty Director Harper's Bazaar UK

    Massimo Ferragamo once said; "Fragrance helps to communicate immediately a certain something that is special about a person.”   It is if you like, the silent talk behind the handshake, the eyes, the smile.

    It is no wonder then that we choose our scent so instinctively, our personal traits navigating us through today’s heady cacophony of florals, chypres and orientals, somehow mapping their way to the fragrance we feel most familiar with.  For it is in those notes, chosen for way they create a mood to sparkle, ooze sex appeal or offer a rush of fresh confidence, that we recognize a part of ourselves, or at least as Ferragamo said, our ‘something special.’

    If you believe in modern psychology, like I do, that our personality is fluid and that we are constantly evolving, you can see too why fragrance tastes change as we grow.  Who we are develops depending on the qualities we choose to express every day - at work, at home an in love.

    To me it is no mystery then that in my blooming thirties I wore Miller Harris’s Geranium Bourbon. Its fresh rose and green geranium was bright, fun and uplifting (if I do say so myself!) and just what I needed as I grew in confidence and clarity in my forth decade.

    Today I wear refined wood fragrances, for today I know who I am and choose to reflect self-assurance and modesty, just as Le Cedre does so calmly by way of cool, confident cedar notes warmed with a friendly floral orchid note.  To me it was the perfect scent to take on my new role as Beauty Director of Bazaar.  For just as my first boss always told me to dress for the job I wanted and not the job I had, perhaps there is a part of me that wears a fragrance for the person I aspire to be, even if I’m not quite there.

    A girl can dream, and what better way than through the power of perfume.

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