Smoke

It is the perfume you're not supposed to love, yet can't do without. Smoke bottles the troubled pleasure of the first drag of a cigarette — a taboo trail, inseparable from life's best moments: first kisses, last dances, the end of evenings and the mornings after.

From the opening, Balkan tobacco leaves deploy their spicy, dry richness. The heart ignites with a resinous smoke led by cade and nicotine, almost leathery, of striking realism.

In the base, benzoin and tonka bean wrap the composition in a balsamic, slightly sweet warmth, softening the smoke with a comforting trail that clings to the skin.

Smoky, resinous and deliciously transgressive, Smoke is the trail you don't forget — the one you think you don't like, and that ends up becoming indispensable.