Mojave Ghost Byredo 2014 Eau de Parfum

My neighbour is for me irrevocably bound to this scent. Maybe that's why I liked and like it so much - I associate it with sophistication, a woman commuting between Paris and New York, a house in Provence, another one in Aspen. She came to San Francisco as a flower child, but then, when the flower era was already fading away, she became a psychoanalyst - after Freud, of course. She smokes, she likes to drink and drink lots of wine, speaks fluent French, English and German and occasionally gives essays on film noir. Whenever I walk down the staircase, I often smell for minutes after she was there. The smell, mixed with the one of cigarettes. That's why I bought it and later gave it away. It doesn't suit me.

What he actually smells of? Probably from the notes mentioned above, but composed into something whole. New.

Foreign. Unfamiliar. Novel. Fascinating. Hard to describe. Fleeting, yet enduring. Intangible, so the name is quite fitting. A spirit from the Mojave Desert at the lower reaches of the Colorado River in Arizona and California, where the Mohave used to live - the people who live along the river. Absolutely recommendable for someone who is looking for something unique