Vanilla, Tonka Bean
Bergamot, Zitrische Notes
Composed in the cooling arcades of an ancient villa, lounging under a canopy of brocade, a young woman daydreams. Perfectly screened, her body is curled up in the frame of the couch, her hand slowly removes the pod from a vanilla vine, scooped right there, from a cup.The seeds of the sophisticated orchid roll through the pulp of her fingers, diffusing their intense aroma, timeless magnificence, her beauty becomes succulent flavour.The season’s mellow moistness fills the air, spreads around a sour languor. Delicate pearls of sweat appear on her bare skin, they trickle along the curves of her body, they reach the palm of her hands and marry the sublime perfume of vanilla.