








The more subtle, yet undeniable side of seduction: bold Violet, powdery Iris, wrapped in a supple leather. To be sprayed with caution or with confidence.
When the Putain des Palaces enters into a Dangerous Complicity, a relationship is born. It is a marriage of mystery, an uneasy merger of hearts and minds and flesh.
We have taken the best of two exquisite formulations, combining the explicitly seductive powers of rose, violet, and powder with the implicit perils of rum and patchouli.
What emerges from this satanic union of temptation and danger, jeopardy and passion, is a sweet and shocking folly. She sips her rum through rose-red lips and wonders what beast she must adore tonight, what hearts she must break. She is Rimbaud’s Beauty, and the man who takes her in his arms may find her bitter, but desire conquers fear. She dazzles him with the violet rays of her eyes that hold the memory of her vices, and he cannot escape. Because lust is in the eyes of the beholder.
Rum JE, ginger JE, rose absolute, violet, coconut JE, osmanthus absolute, lily of the valley, jasmine, ylang ylang, tangerine, rice powder, amber, leather, animal notes, sandalwood
I’m not in love & well, lust, it didn’t for a moment lull me into wanting to drop my panties to the floor. It did grow on me as the day wore on, the powdery scent minimized and when I sniffed my wrist, it was a bit like hugging your sweet, pretty aunt that you always wondered why never married or had kids.
This smells like a toe-curling, leg-shaking, can’t-find-my-knickers one night stand. I need to catch my breath.