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A voluptuous, eerie libation of champagne that hisses like a cork popped in a moonlit crypt, fizzing with phantom bubbles that carry the ghost-sweet perfume of nectarines—ripe, sticky, and dangerously alive. Citrus peel slivers glint like votive knives, their bright, acidic laughter slicing the air before sinking into a sugared undertow. At the heart, a saccharine grave of vanilla wraps everything in a velvet shroud while musk — animal, warm, and intoxicating — creeps like a slow heartbeat beneath the sweetness, drawing you closer until the sweetness is all you can taste and the night refuses to let you go.
Top notes: champagne, tangerine
Middle Notes: nectarine, passionfruit, hibiscus
Bottom notes: sugar, vanilla, musk
A voluptuous, eerie libation of champagne that hisses like a cork popped in a moonlit crypt, fizzing with phantom bubbles that carry the ghost-sweet perfume of nectarines—ripe, sticky, and dangerously alive. Citrus peel slivers glint like votive knives, their bright, acidic laughter slicing the air before sinking into a sugared undertow. At the heart, a saccharine grave of vanilla wraps everything in a velvet shroud while musk — animal, warm, and intoxicating — creeps like a slow heartbeat beneath the sweetness, drawing you closer until the sweetness is all you can taste and the night refuses to let you go.
Top notes: champagne, tangerine
Middle Notes: nectarine, passionfruit, hibiscus
Bottom notes: sugar, vanilla, musk