HAMPTONS

Why do New Yorkers flee the city for the Hamptons at the first hint of warm weather and keep returning well into fall? The scenery helps, of course: manicured gardens, winding country roads, and stretches of luminous white sand. But the true seduction is invisible. It’s in the air. A bracing yet soothing blend of salt spray, green fields, coastal vegetation, and sun-warmed farmland an aroma that signals escape, clarity, and renewal.

This is the scent of wellbeing. Fresh, clean, quietly intoxicating. A sensory reset found on that narrow ribbon of land extending into the Atlantic, where time slows and breathing deepens. Bond No. 9 captures that moment and distills it into scent, allowing instant transport no packed car, no traffic on Route 27 required.

Yes, the Hamptons sit two hours east of Manhattan (four on a bad day), but make no mistake: this is still New York territory. At Bond No. 9, we’re not abandoning our devotion to mapping the city’s most iconic neighborhoods—we’re simply acknowledging reality. New York annexed the Hamptons long ago. On summer weekends especially, it feels as much a city enclave as SoHo or the Upper East Side, just with better air and fewer skyscrapers.

Bond No. 9’s The Hamptons is a modern, decidedly unisex weekend fragrance, designed to linger long after sunset like salt on skin, sun on grass, and the memory of a perfect coastal escape.