Augusto

Somewhere between statement and review, my nose short-circuits the brain receptors here with the sensation: my eyes roll with surprise and satisfaction, my nose wants more. Because this camphor-like apricot osmanthus opening beats everything...

Morning in Tipasa is a bit of a PG version of Lutens' Fille en Aiguilles for AugustA. Fresher, sweeter, not as serious. The morning version perhaps while the Lutens for me takes place in the Mediterranean late afternoon sun. But both...