Black XS. Excessively me, radically free. The future’s bright and so is now. Enigmatic, uncompromising, doing her thing. Her fragrance? Mysterious and dreamy, biting cranberry with a sharp rose narcotic twist. An overdose of Massoia wood and black vanilla. The mash-up of living it all. Her wake is woody, floral and fruity, built around a fragile rose.
