Paris Rouge Delle Grazie 2007

...was a process. A long process. Whilst I was always trying to get used to you, you ensnared me with your composition from the very beginning. You seductively enveloped me with your warm and intense floral bouquet whenever I tested you in the store. And how often I tested you! Because I couldn't walk past you just like that. After spraying it on for the first time in winter - I was wearing a thick winter coat - I suddenly felt so flirtatious. So sexy and almost frivolous. It was as if you were whispering in my ear: off you go to Paris. A drink in a little old nightclub! But I wasn't brave enough. The thick winter coat suppressed my longing and I left you there. But your scent stayed with me the whole evening. Even the morning after, I could still smell you on my pillow. Like the remnants of a hot affair.
Another time, I couldn't smell you at all. You were too much and too stuffy for me.
But today I took you with me. And I took my time unwrapping you. And when I fogged myself with your scent, it was there again, the wickedness, the sensuality that you create. And I'm glad that you're finally mine.