État Libre d'Orange - Rien
Rien means nothing but Rien is everything. It's a sparkle of soapy aldehydes as bright as champagne, but it's also a bone-dry black leather born in the depths of hell. It is gently, milkily suede-like, like the inside of a lover's thigh, but it's also potent, raw, and blisteringly sensual. Incense burns hotly under the leather, causing it to ignite, then smolder in hot ash. Oakmoss brings a green, inky bitterness that mirrors the black pitch of the leather. Complex, charismatic, and sensual, this is the leather to end all leathers - for both boys and girls. It is a must-smell for any fragrance fan. Wear it tearing down the highway at night on a motorbike, humming "Je ne regrette rien" under your breath.
Notes: incense, rose, leather, orris, cistus, oakmoss, patchouli, amber, cumin, black pepper, aldehydes
