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Woman Putting on her Stocking Perfume Oil
$28.00
Woman Putting on her Stocking Perfume Oil
$28.00
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
Skin musk and silk with a whisper of tonka, coffee bean, and russet amber.
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Very warm and inviting. Low throw, making for a lovely, intimate moment that stays close to the skin. Mild sweetness from the tonka and coffee bean that is softened by the amber and silken skin musk. Perfect for the colder weather, and for curling up into the reading nook.