In a dusty old-time boudoir, a lover puts on lipstick, awaiting the arrival of her lover. The powder floats in the air, mixed with the scent of roses and the woody effusion of the wood paneling. The innocence of powdery musks blends with the decadence of sensual balsamic notes.

Notes : black pepper, mimosa, rose, iris, musk, sandalwood, tolu balm, benjoin, vanilla.