A scent worth questioning, like a poem you’ve thrown into the waste basket and then picked out to take another stab at. I find myself getting sideways glances when I wear it and it gives me the same thrill as wearing a dress with no undergarments. Burnt rubber, sexy smoke, a powder compact, pomade two days old on a man you’ve been fucking but wish you were loving. It’s a story that has been told before. I love it.
I love this fragrance. It’s my signature smell!
One of my favorites!