"A black mass where the voices are low, and soft as silk.
A ritual, an image: slim fingers carefully slip the stocking up the leg, from ankle to thigh...
The woman alone, scented with a blend of powdery iris and hyacinth, keeps our attention.
The iridescence of a dragonfly's wing." Serge Lutens.
1 Customer Reviews
Reliable although sometimes packaging can be a little flimsy.