Soft powdery whispers of Orris and Musk dance around a central note of elegant Rose de Mai. But all is not what it seems as an explosion of juicy fruits hint at something to sink your teeth into. Beneath this portrait of refined femininity, something deeper and more exotic weaves its way out of the shadows. A damp, earthy accent of Patchouli brings a carnal edge to the sensuality of Sandalwood, which is taken to dizzying heights with the animalic impulse of Ambergris. At once familiar and yet utterly ambiguous, the inability to put your finger on who that woman is, is the enigma itself.