Top: Ylang, Mandarin, Aldehyde
Middle: Jasmine, Powder, Rose
Base: Musk, Patchouli, Sandalwood
The elegance and richness of the patchouli illuminated by flowers.
"I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it."
She emerges from a bathroom in a swirl of steam, the cool air of the room, a touching
refreshment on her skin. Her hair is damp and clings to her shoulders as she leans down to
smooth lotion over her legs. She walks over to her bed and takes her silk stockings, slipping
them effortlessly up her legs. Stepping into her black dress, her skin feels like satin beneath
the fabric. Her hair has dried and she fastens it loosely with a tortoiseshell clip at the back
of her head. Facing the mirror she straightens her dress, smoothing over the material whilst
looking herself up and down. She takes her perfume and dabs it slowly on her wrists, then
transferring it to her neck, patting it ever so lightly with the tips of her fingers. The doorbell
rings and she pauses. He is here.