Dali Salvador Dali 1983 Parfum

.... on the long-legged elephant to the "Gypsy" under the spell of the melting clocks. Between forest and desert, behind damp veils of green spices, fruit-bearing conifers, and moor flowers on dry meadows.
Behind it lies the balsam forest of the southeastern goddess of the winds. Indulging in brocade and linen. Silk and jute. Surreal in its appeal, not only for beautiful gypsies and dragon emperors. Also for "torsos from which drawers protrude," the "wild Tristan," and all who love powerful, extraordinary fragrances.
This magnificently woven, mystical, and at the same time enchanting web of ingredients wraps ever tighter around the nose and the spirit, without ever being "too tight." No, the opposite is true; it opens the view to many previously unperceived details and conjures up previously unseen images.
The green-spice-woody myrrh blossom symphony and the smoky resinous ink heart with the depths of a night forest, the fascinating allure of oriental deserts smell "imperial," "dragon-like," and flower-soft-feminine and resinous-woody "masculine" at the same time. Strong as an elephant and ethereal like that "Gypsy" in one of the artist's paintings.