In ancient India it was believed that a specific combination of flower petals, when strewn across a couple’s bed, would amplify desire and sexual pleasure. This blend is a blend of the same floral essences, refined into a gloriously sinful perfume blend. Frangipani, with rose, tuberose, and jasmine.
This perfume reminded me strongly of a very girly scent I used to wear in my early teens that came in a purple bottle. You could find it in every drug store, but I can’t remember the name. I do think it had quite a lot of jasmine in it. So, for about an hour I felt like I was 14 years old again, and then abruptly became a grownup as soon as it faded about another hour later. As sweet as it is, I’m not thrilled with this one.