He loves me, he loves me not... The rose blossoms irrepressible in this fragrance. Crowds and arms full of roses, a crazy shower of petals to celebrate the rose in a festive olfactory feast.
Roses in the hair, roses inhaled, roses distilled from the magic of the still, just a few grams extracted from a ton of petals.
The spirit of the rose is captured in those precious drops.
Add a tear of Patchouli to give a wild and elegant touch.