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.