My passion for fragrance stems from passion for the air itself.
On application, this fragrance forms a halo of scent around me. In this fragrant haze of raw fruit, I detect a slight breeze, As my nose gets closer to my skin, the breeze flips over the leaves so their undersides are exposed, revealing paler shades of green, as well as mangoes in various stages of ripening. My feet are planted in dusty earth, and the spell of the Sun is overwhelming. The earth and the Sun are both golden and this slight breeze causes the mango trees to emanate a glorious mellow
Updated 25th January 2013 at 05:53 PM by NeonGrey