The scent of Mexican mock orange blossom in spring, in a London suburb. Like honey that’s dripped into the earth, been trodden on, and scraped back up again - in a good way. This particular flower grows in clusters of white blossom on an evergreen shrub with eight lobed leaves. The scent is so wonderful that it stops people in their tracks.
It's not a clear, gentle smell though; it's sweet, but it's wicked. There is an intoxicating feel to it demanding some courage, as far as perfumes go. It's the kind of fragrance unlikely ever to be brought out by a big brand because it would scare too many people. White flowers look innocent but smell quite the opposite.
It's only fair to warn you.
Perfume dialect: white flowers
Top notes: Honey, honeybush
Heart notes: Atlas cedarwood, frangipani, jasmine
Base notes: Vanilla, beeswax, labdanum, musk
Ingredients: Alcohol, Parfum, Limonene.
