Calm AF Aftershave Splash - Midnight Coast

Calm AF Aftershave Splash

Cool. Soothe. Recover.

The shave's done, and how you treat your skin in the next thirty seconds decides how it feels the rest of the day. This aftershave splash is for anyone who's done putting up with razor burn, redness and that tight, stinging feeling. It's a lightweight, alcohol-free splash that tones, calms and cools the skin, then disappears. No burn, no sticky film, just skin that feels calm AF.

We built this formula for recovery: a clean, cooling snap up front, followed by ingredients that soothe irritation, restore moisture and support your skin while it bounces back from the blade. It's tough enough for a daily shave and refined enough that you'll notice the difference by lunchtime.

Key ingredients: Witch Hazel (Alcohol-Free) — A classic aftershave toner. It tightens and refreshes freshly shaved skin without the harsh alcohol sting that dries you out. Aloe Vera — Nature's go-to soother. It cools and calms skin that's just been through the razor and adds a hit of lightweight hydration. Allantoin — A skin-conditioning workhorse that helps calm irritation and soften rough, freshly shaved skin. DL-Panthenol (Pro-Vitamin B5) — Draws moisture into the skin and holds it there, helping reinforce the skin barrier and leaving your face smooth and comfortable. 

Rounding out the blend, Vegetable Glycerin brings hydration that lasts, and Vitamin E Oil adds antioxidant protection.

Cool head. Calm skin. This is aftershave, done right.

Volume: 3.4 oz / 100 ml — Directions: After shaving, rinse with cool water and pat dry. Splash a small amount into your palms, press gently onto the face and neck, and let it air-dry.

Midnight Coast — Fragrance Description

The dark finds you first.

Not empty — alive, restless, salt-heavy. This is the top note of Midnight Coast: a cold rush of Marine air off black water, sharp with Camphor, medicinal and clean like something carried up from the deep. Beneath it, a flicker of Pineapple surfaces and vanishes just as fast — sweetness caught in a rip current, there and gone before you can name it. You're standing at the edge of something vast, and the tide doesn't care that it's night.

Then the shoreline changes beneath your feet.

Stalks of Bamboo rise pale out of the dark, dry and green even here, close enough to the water's edge to hear it. Woven through them is Lavender — herbal, a little wild, more shadow than flower, nothing soft about the way it lingers. This is the heart of the walk: half garden, half coastline, the line between land and sea blurred by moonlight and the smell of things growing where they shouldn't.

By the time you've gone far enough that the water is only sound, the scent turns low and grounded. Dark Musk settles first, warm and animal, the smell of skin and night air pressed close together. Vetiver follows, smoky-green and rooted, like wet earth still holding the day's heat. Amber glows underneath it all, resinous and slow to fade, and Cedar closes the walk out — dry, dense, the last thing you smell before the dark swallows the trail behind you.

This is a fragrance built like a walk taken after everyone else has gone in: it opens cold and briny, drifts through something green and secretive, and ends somewhere warm, dark, and impossible to shake. It doesn't ask to be noticed — it asks to be remembered. Worn on skin, in a candle, in a bar of soap under low light, it tells the same story every time: the coast doesn't sleep, and neither does whatever you left out there.