Where you go, I have to follow My Lady.....
Annette, beautiful and talented woman. You can almost smell her heart in her scents. Passionate and gentle at the same time.
And now she entrusted me with four versions of Madagascar.
For my skin: the wrong time. Stress and grief are not the best judges.
But for my mind: maybe it was the best time. I rely at the moment completely on my instincts. Still, I cannot say which one I love most of the four.
Torn between four lovers. And love it is.
For this time I will only express myself in the feelings this scent evokes.
Madagacar is a precious scent, woven in dreams and bedecked with the rich glow of red brocade.
The fierce red of blood and passion.
A dark warm night and the gentle yet demanding caress of the one you waited for.
If dreams could be like this fragrance I would never wake up again.
For a more restraint review you will have to wait, I'm afraid