Top Notes 
Aniseed flower
Bergamot
Lemon
Heart Notes 
Jasmine
May rose
Violet
Base Notes 
Ambergris
Lavender
Musk
Tonka bean
Jjcolbourne
1646 Reviews
Jjcolbourne
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Bis means bisssssness....
"I can smell your dirty violets."
"It's Rodin Olio Bis, Mommy, and every animalic loving fumehead should sniff it."
Now I am not saying Carrie would be wearing this during her gory revenge, but what I am saying is this is a skank machine, a "street walking cheetah with a heart of napalm" as the Stooges once sang. I must also say that I was floored to learn that this was composed by the perfumers behind Brooklyn bearded-hipster darlings D.S and Durga. Another huge plot twist if there ever was one. I would have never expected something from them so captivating such as this.
Bis means bisssssness with its pastel notes of lavender, violet, and anise gussied up with a grey ambergris, lots of the tincture it seems, I really mean it. This smells like a LOT of ambergris, similar to what I've tinctured from my very own precious hunk. Salty and arid, its as if this pastel, somewhat pungent concoction was soaked in it and left to dry in the sun. Over time, the musks meld with the purple hues and it gets plusher and richer over time.
It's sweaty, prickly, just outrageous, not for the faint of heart. If you happen to be a fan of both L'Heure Bleue and Kouros, you'd be in absolute heaven, I sure am whenever I don it on my willing skin.
"It's Rodin Olio Bis, Mommy, and every animalic loving fumehead should sniff it."
Now I am not saying Carrie would be wearing this during her gory revenge, but what I am saying is this is a skank machine, a "street walking cheetah with a heart of napalm" as the Stooges once sang. I must also say that I was floored to learn that this was composed by the perfumers behind Brooklyn bearded-hipster darlings D.S and Durga. Another huge plot twist if there ever was one. I would have never expected something from them so captivating such as this.
Bis means bisssssness with its pastel notes of lavender, violet, and anise gussied up with a grey ambergris, lots of the tincture it seems, I really mean it. This smells like a LOT of ambergris, similar to what I've tinctured from my very own precious hunk. Salty and arid, its as if this pastel, somewhat pungent concoction was soaked in it and left to dry in the sun. Over time, the musks meld with the purple hues and it gets plusher and richer over time.
It's sweaty, prickly, just outrageous, not for the faint of heart. If you happen to be a fan of both L'Heure Bleue and Kouros, you'd be in absolute heaven, I sure am whenever I don it on my willing skin.
Thewrongbeth
Erswan
