$30.00
Théodore Gérard
The stage is set for battle! A twist of wool, a rustle of silk, and a hint of cream.
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“Save your slobbering,” said the old woman. “It doesn’t help you at all.” Caramel apples, cardamom cakes, hazelnut cream, and butterscotch.
Adam, our suicidally romantic scoundrel. His scent is a palette of somber colors, melancholy memories, and lupine, savage beauty: black leather, pale sandalwood, ambergris accord, and the memory of a long-lost Victorian fougère. His internal life seems to be reflected in his lair, so his perfume also possesses the scent of the wood of his guitars, the rosin from his violin bow, the musty wool of neglected Oriental carpets, the plastic, metal, and magnetic tape of his reel-to-reel, the dust that permeates everything.
S. Sullivan
A daytime snooze in an inconvenient location: freshly baked bread, culinary herbs, and cinnamon-steamed apples.
Amber, cream accord, white honey, apple blossom, skin musk, caramel, and teak.
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