Top Notes 
Galbanum
Honeysuckle
Peach
Heart Notes 
Lily
Orris root
Rose
Base Notes 
Ambergris
Benzoin
Musk
Patchouli
Sandalwood
Vanilla
Vetiver
Virginia cedar
Palonera
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Palonera
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When autumn arrives...
I am a child of summer.
When the days grow shorter and it takes longer in the morning for the sun to evaporate the nightly moisture from the grass and car roofs, a sense of melancholy inevitably washes over me.
In this mood, my searching gaze wanders over the lined-up treasures until it settles on a bottle that promises comfort, lovingly wrapping its arm around my shoulders and gently stroking my hair with a tender hand.
It offers me a taste of the beautiful and delightful things that await me in the approaching cooler and darker season.
Such a bottle surrounds "Iceberg Universe".
This perfume seems to have no top note - no freshness, no lightness, no sparkling opening greets me.
A warm and friendly smile seems to radiate from my damp skin.
Immediately, I am enveloped in a cloud of the finest powder - not baby powder, not body powder, but rather that slightly sweet and cozy note that was characteristic of my mother's face powder, which she used in the seventies.
I float on a powder cloud that allows not a single dark thought and dissolves every melancholy into its components.
Warmth.
Security.
A hand gently stroking my cheek.
Never too much, never too sweet, never too heavy.
Very sensual, very erotic, very cuddly.
I dream of colorful leaves, of soaring kites, of steaming tea and crackling fireplace, of baked apples and candlelight.
It will be a fragrant autumn.
When the days grow shorter and it takes longer in the morning for the sun to evaporate the nightly moisture from the grass and car roofs, a sense of melancholy inevitably washes over me.
In this mood, my searching gaze wanders over the lined-up treasures until it settles on a bottle that promises comfort, lovingly wrapping its arm around my shoulders and gently stroking my hair with a tender hand.
It offers me a taste of the beautiful and delightful things that await me in the approaching cooler and darker season.
Such a bottle surrounds "Iceberg Universe".
This perfume seems to have no top note - no freshness, no lightness, no sparkling opening greets me.
A warm and friendly smile seems to radiate from my damp skin.
Immediately, I am enveloped in a cloud of the finest powder - not baby powder, not body powder, but rather that slightly sweet and cozy note that was characteristic of my mother's face powder, which she used in the seventies.
I float on a powder cloud that allows not a single dark thought and dissolves every melancholy into its components.
Warmth.
Security.
A hand gently stroking my cheek.
Never too much, never too sweet, never too heavy.
Very sensual, very erotic, very cuddly.
I dream of colorful leaves, of soaring kites, of steaming tea and crackling fireplace, of baked apples and candlelight.
It will be a fragrant autumn.
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