Therr

Some scents never leave you.
They wait, patient and quiet, until one day — decades later — a single breath pulls you back across oceans and years.

38 years after leaving my home country I can still close my eyes and be there instantly: the sun-drenched gardens, the stubborn perfume of Therr — the wild roses — above it all.

Therr means thorn in my language,
not the pampered garden rose, but the fierce, free one that thrives in rocky soil, on mountain edges, in forgotten lanes. Pink and white blooms protected by sharp thorns — beauty that doesn’t apologize, scent that imprints forever.

That wild rose became my compass.
Those early memories didn’t fade; they rooted deeper, demanding to be shared. So I created Therr: a house of natural perfumes born from the earth I carry inside me.

Our signature fragrance, Therr, is a love letter to that childhood.
Crafted exclusively with ingredients from country's native flora — the true essence of wild Therr rose at its heart — it captures the delicate yet untamed spirit of home.

When you wear Therr, you’re stepping through a hidden door — back to sun-drenched hills, to gardens where thorns protect the sweetest blooms, to a place that shaped a child’s heart and refuses to let go.

Therr is memory made wearable.
It’s the beauty that pricks — and heals.
It’s home, bottled.

Welcome to Therr.
May every spray bring you back to your own memory.