Experience the rawness of temptation with the Etat Libre d' Orange Dangerous Complicity Eau de Parfum, a scent that evokes the memory of a touch. Inspired by the tale of Adam & Eve, whose complicity became dangerous when they ate the forbidden fruit, this eau de parfum tells the tale of lost innocence & the arrival of carnal energy. It is a liberated fragrance, a sensual partner-in-crime & a soundless siren call between scent & skin. The yielding, downy fragrant evokes the velvety warmth of a lover's body. An aphrodisiac rush of rum & ginger characterise the opening, while a heart of osmanthus reveals shades of apricot, tea & violet in its multifaceted make-up. Tropical ylang-ylang has a bewitching allure, while the smoky, creamy character of sandalwood meets with the dark chocolate depths of patchouli. Etat Libre d' Orange Dangerous Complicity is sin on skin. Top Notes: Rum, Ginger, Coconut, Bay Essence Heart Notes: Calamus Essence, Osmanthus Absolute, Egyptian Jasmine Absolute, Ylang Ylang Essence Base Notes: Lorenox, Patchouli Essence, Leather Accord, Sandalwood, Cashmere Woods ...

Notes: leaf of violet absolute, rose absolute, iridescent raspberry, butter of raw iris, patchouli, black pepper, essence of vetyver, vanilla, animal notes, musk & leather Elegance is an armour. To sense this singular man, one should cast aside the impeccable finish of his made-to-measure suits, see through the stiffness of his collar & the modern prince mask he wears. He is sophisticated & excels in the art of concealing, yet some details betray him: here the sheen of a satin cuff, there the finesse of a manicured h&. Under the powerful trail of vetiver, leather & Tonka bean is concealed the sensuous personality of Putain des Palaces aroused by an overdose of dynamone, benzoin & opoponax, like a streak of lip gloss revealed here by the presence of rose essence. He is a master of pretence & skillfully dissimulates his true nature; he disguises it & imprisons it in the mirror of his compact powder case. He expresses his ambivalence by indulging in disconcerting contrasts
- sandalwood & geranium, violet & citrus accord at the heart
- that he dares without ever unveiling who he really is. As the repressed seducer he is, he belongs to everyone without yielding to anyone. Like him, we all have a secret side. An inner garden we cultivate to protect our most abiding passions & leaves us sole guardian of our identity.

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Notes: leaf of violet absolute, rose absolute, iridescent raspberry, butter of raw iris, patchouli, black pepper, essence of vetyver, vanilla, animal notes, musk & leather Elegance is an armour. To sense this singular man, one should cast aside the impeccable finish of his made-to-measure suits, see through the stiffness of his collar & the modern prince mask he wears. He is sophisticated & excels in the art of concealing, yet some details betray him: here the sheen of a satin cuff, there the finesse of a manicured h&. Under the powerful trail of vetiver, leather & Tonka bean is concealed the sensuous personality of Putain des Palaces aroused by an overdose of dynamone, benzoin & opoponax, like a streak of lip gloss revealed here by the presence of rose essence. He is a master of pretence & skillfully dissimulates his true nature; he disguises it & imprisons it in the mirror of his compact powder case. He expresses his ambivalence by indulging in disconcerting contrasts
- sandalwood & geranium, violet & citrus accord at the heart
- that he dares without ever unveiling who he really is. As the repressed seducer he is, he belongs to everyone without yielding to anyone. Like him, we all have a secret side. An inner garden we cultivate to protect our most abiding passions & leaves us sole guardian of our identity.

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Notes: orange blossom, rose, amber, musk, leather & tobacco A child can either charm or annoy us with the same ruthlessness. A child can be irresistible with his angel-sweet smile but he also knows how to drive us crazy. Under the angel, the faked innocence of a demon. After the gentle top notes of orange blossom & marshmallow, breaks the unexpected accord of coffee, leather & cold tobacco, a shrilling symbol of our sleepless nights. This mini-sized tyrant is only happy when he succeeds in imposing his whims, which he always manages to do. What a sweet little monster! ...

Notes: orange blossom, rose, amber, musk, leather & tobacco A child can either charm or annoy us with the same ruthlessness. A child can be irresistible with his angel-sweet smile but he also knows how to drive us crazy. Under the angel, the faked innocence of a demon. After the gentle top notes of orange blossom & marshmallow, breaks the unexpected accord of coffee, leather & cold tobacco, a shrilling symbol of our sleepless nights. This mini-sized tyrant is only happy when he succeeds in imposing his whims, which he always manages to do. What a sweet little monster! ...

This magic potion, this instrument of transformation, could only be made by the crushing of armful of roses. Roses with thorny stems that yield lavish blossoms, lush petals, outrageous, puffed-up fantasies, trembling with the sweat of impatience & desire. Roses, red with blood, a piercing note that leaves the flavour of fire on lips that suck the finger pricked up by a thorn. A bleeding rose. A candy rose. A rose that tastes of fresh milk, a talcum powdered baby's bottom, a wealth of sugared kisses. Now the impetuous rose finally gets what she has always wanted, what she has always deserved. The tigress has been tempered. Rossy de Palma's fragrance was created by two extraordinary perfumers (Antoine Maisondieu & Antoine Lie from Givaudan). They have created for her a perfume of protection, a refuge on the battlefield of love. Defensive yet transparent, Rossy conceals as it reveals. ...

This magic potion, this instrument of transformation, could only be made by the crushing of armful of roses. Roses with thorny stems that yield lavish blossoms, lush petals, outrageous, puffed-up fantasies, trembling with the sweat of impatience & desire. Roses, red with blood, a piercing note that leaves the flavour of fire on lips that suck the finger pricked up by a thorn. A bleeding rose. A candy rose. A rose that tastes of fresh milk, a talcum powdered baby's bottom, a wealth of sugared kisses. Now the impetuous rose finally gets what she has always wanted, what she has always deserved. The tigress has been tempered. Rossy de Palma's fragrance was created by two extraordinary perfumers (Antoine Maisondieu & Antoine Lie from Givaudan). They have created for her a perfume of protection, a refuge on the battlefield of love. Defensive yet transparent, Rossy conceals as it reveals. ...

Notes: pine, laurel, wormwood, clove, geranium, jasmine, patchouli, leather, musk He fears neither God nor man. Some battles are worth a few strikes below the belt. Secretly, he tirelessly weaves his web of seduction
- & his victims get caught with delight. Friends, lovers, whoever... one only betrays a loved one. True to himself & to his own desires, the traitor is cunning & crafty but at least he does not lie to himself. Like Lucifer with the face of an angel, he makes a virtue of cupidity & knows all its rules inside & out. He who kisses him is damned & yet asks for more. History is full of divine traitors who are looked on as heroes: who would be Cain without Abel, Cesar without Brutus, Cinna without Augustus, Samson without Delilah, Remus without Romulus? This perfume is a tribute to all the Judas' of this world. The price to pay? 30 denarius.
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Encens et Bubble Gum (Incense & Bubble Gum) is a candy-like perfume that flirts with mystical inspiration - Peach, raspberry, vanilla, lily of the valley, orange blossom, musk, essence & incense... For all the Madonnas of this world. The improbable alliance of two antagonistic smells, sacred incense & mischievous bubble gum. As a star who chews a bubble gum in a church, who plays with crucifixes & yet bows low before the altar. When transgression is tinted with erotic guilt, the impish sensuality of this childlike woman takes the upper h&. Men waste away in despair but she doesn't care. She plays cat & mouse with men, will eat them up & move on. ...

Notes: Vetyver, chestnut cream accord, olive leaves, vanilla, opoponax & myrrh His beauty would have been his greatest asset. One imagines he was raised in the big air of Texas, his soft skin scrubbed by ears of wheat, his eyelashes curled by grappling with grace against a blinding sun. A Midnight Cowboy lost on city asphalt. A fisherman without a line, he was made to be hooked by others, to believe in his fate without knowing it, to wreak havoc & forget it over time. Youth for women-of-a-certain-age, stock for late-night parties, a partner to accompany the wealthy of Palm Beach on nature walks, his splendor is consumed in the service of others. Now, a Fat Electrician in New Jersey, his talent depleted in his sexual decline. To celebrate this beauty which cannot be recaptured, a splendid vetiver is required
- anode to bygone eroticism. Antoine Maisondieu has willed him white, metallic, silver like the ancestral green of olive leaves. But also sweet, demure, addictive like a chestnut cream
- vanilla bean, opoponax & myrrh in the bottom notes. Intensely concentrated, resinous, flawlessly unrefined, it conveys a sensuality of contradiction. Because all beauty carries within itself the knowledge that it will not last.

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