Category: Profumo
L'oro si unisce al rame, il metallo dedicato a Venere, la dea dell'amore e della seduzione...
Un bacio persistente nell'incavo del polso, lasciato da Caffè, Zafferano e Ambra speziata. Così l'Amore, nato nel cuore di una Rosa intrecciata al Patchouli, si abbandona ai piaceri dell'inebriante Oud.
It’s the coffee note that got me—spicy, warm, and not at all sweet, like a dark roasted bean kissed with amber. I sprayed it on my wrist before bed and could still catch that lingering kiss of saffron in the morning. Venus would approve.
The dry down is where this really shines—that spicy amber wraps around the coffee note and turns into something warm and almost skin-like. I keep catching whiffs of it on my wrist hours later, and it’s the kind of scent that feels both intimate and a little dangerous.
The first spritz hits with a dark, almost smoky coffee note that melts into something warm and spicy on the skin. I've been wearing it for four hours and the amber lingers in the hollow of my wrist like a secret. It's the kind of scent that makes you keep sniffing yourself all day.
