At times, you forget that it's almost winter. At times, you forget that it's almost autumn. Go for little walks, collect the seashells, and watch the sunset fill the sky with its pale blues and golds. At some point, remember the way the breeze felt in your hair, and brush your teeth with your tongue.
Notes: Moroccan Neroli, Underripe Melon, Beach Ball accord, Toasted Seashells (Choya Nakh), Violet Coppertone, Ambergris
Melting but very beautifully, sunlit skin, Sferracavallo beach at night, butter-gold, whirlwind romance, sand sparkles at the bottom of your champagne coupe