Bibliotheque de Parfum Nirvana

Bibliotheque de Parfum Nirvana is a tart, slightly prickly amber-powdery perfume, fresh, noble, with a luxurious loud plume. 
$222/ 100ml
$53/ 16ml
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Description

Top Notes: Jasmine.
Middle Notes: Iris.
Base: Ambroxan, ISO E SUPER.

Fragrance Family: Atypical.

Gender: Unisex.

Perfect Nirvana, you know what it is? Meet the Nirvana fragrance by Bibliotheque de Parfum. Like everything perfect, it has no gender. Unisex perfume is equally harmonious on male and female skin. It cannot be described in one word, words. A dozen book volumes will not be enough. You just want to be in it. Putting on the scent, you get higher about yourself, the world, the people around. Everything seems many times better than it really is. A perfume that gives harmony and a feeling of happiness – Nirvana.
The start of the fragrance is 100% jasmine. But this is not a suffocating flower. Jasmine in Nirvana is soft and delicate. Almost airy. Slightly sweet, it makes you breathe in a little deeper. The beauty of the fragrance is just unfolding. It becomes a new wave of pleasure. Inhaling the aroma, you knead your lungs. On a physical level, you want to make them bigger. The final. Ambroxan and the Iso E Super molecule soothe, gently stretch after you. Are you happy. You are in Nirvana by Bibliotheque de Parfum. The aroma with which it is comfortable and good. Harmonious.
It is appropriate in absolutely any situation. Feels at the physical level. Nirvana. It is impossible without it. And why stop yourself. Nirvana by Bibliotheque de Parfum is the happiness of being around.

DEDICATED TO ETHEL: Who hummed a song to her father.
 
While her father was whitewashing the house, Ethel was cutting jasmine and iris branches. It was still morning, and the whole family was asleep. The neighbors and no one else could be heard around. Ethel went outside in her homemade cotton white shirt and did not even put on her shoes.
Without speaking, she and her father set to work. Ethel hummed an improvised melody to herself and did not even notice that her father’s paintbrush, which he used to whitewash the house, was moving in time to the song. One line, one stroke. One line, one stroke. These were their best hours of the day when no one disturbed the quiet harmony – even the nature around them adjusted to their beat and rhythm.

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