This fragrance reminds me of our ladies' nights, where we plunged into the nighttime pleasures of the city after a hard day's work.
We were six (sex) experience-hungry ladies who wanted to chat, dance, and flirt. Sex was not on the agenda - it only appeared in our clique's name, due to our six different, tousled heads in which many wild ideas resided.
One could lay their problems on the table, listen to the music, joke around, and gauge their market value based on the desirous glances from the gentlemen and ladies.
That had to be enough.
Hugo Woman would have fit perfectly into these outings. Boysenberry, ragwort, and mandarin are attractive but not conventional. The iris brings a mysterious darkness into play, but is lightened up again by bright jasmine. Enough with the profound debates - a little dance is attempted.
The black plum is mild and soothing - and one lets their gaze wander relaxedly. The black tea is warming and unifying. Spicy cedar wafts over it, and the sandalwood binds everything together creamily.
Like our harmonious group, which was always welcome everywhere.
A cheerful fragrance with depth that conveys a sense of belonging.
Neroli 10 years ago
