At the start of my fragrance journey, I had stumbled upon this one. As a sort of joke, at first, I pick up the nearest bottle and just there. I had smelled one of the most fresh, citrus, and subtle spiciness bottle of parfum I had picked up in my short living of a hobby. The bergamot, green notes, vetiver, and musk were all so deeply sound. I smelled a wonderful smell. But, the subtle spicy was too overpowering and had become a main note, sticking around after settling which was unfortunate. [It's contradictory to want a parfum that has notes at two ends of the spectrum. A subtle spice at the start that deeply develops into a sweeter smell, and then settling into a much comfortable musk/powdery smell. A reminder that how we feel is short lived but powerful enough to ripple into the rest of our lives, that the possibilities are infinite and somehow, somewhere love persists in the face of indifference.
