Bibliotheque de Parfum Leather Bliss

Bibliotheque de Parfum Leather Bliss is a sexy, sassy unisex fragrance. Conquers once and for all with the expensive sound of Italian leather framed by vanilla and tomato leaf. With a seductive plume of rare notes.

Key Notes:

Top Notes: Leather, tomato leaves, vanilla.
Middle Notes: Tomato leaves, galbanum, nutmeg sage, iris root, labdanum.
Base: Leather, absolute vanilla, benzoin, toluan balzam, mirra, opoponax, sandal, musk.
Fragrance Family: Leather
Gender: Unisex

He will definitely teach the bad. A rebellious guy, a rocker, in whose audacity and spontaneity everyone falls in love, one by one. He conquers with his straightforwardness, undisguised rudeness, but at the same time incredible charisma. You can write a movie character from him. However, this is not the comedy hero but rather a detective from a noir film, who knocks everyone down with a glance and non-trivial humor.
Aroma Leather Bliss Is sexy and he knows it well. It smells of expensive skin, sweet vanilla and something so unusual... That is correct, it is a tomato leaf! When you get to know it better, you feel the notes of galbanum and nutmeg sage. And saying goodbye, it leaves you with thoughts of it and a complex train of vanilla, sandalwood and musk. Leather Bliss sounds equally seductive on both women's and men's skin. This scent soars in the hottest fantasies, which quickly and unequivocally become real with the aroma of Bibliotheque De Parfum Leather Bliss.

DEDICATED TO PASCAL:  Who helped to transplant the tomatoes.

Pascal has arrived! She heard his motorbike engine die down in the yard and his heavy leather boots tread on the gravel.

- Hello, darling.

She nuzzled her nose into his brown leather jacket, which smelled even stronger than usual because it was damp from the rain, and he was stroking her hair. She had been thinking about the smell of his leather jacket for weeks before, thinking about the meeting.

- What are you doing now? Do you want me to help you?

She had just been transplanting tomatoes and wasn't sure he was the right man for the job.

- Sure. Of course, I'll help you.

So they sat on the porch, transplanting the young, sprouting seedlings from the pots into large wooden boxes.

- I missed you. You smell like vanilla.