Creamy vanilla and rich tonka get top billing here, but there’s another key player in this spellbinding scent: dark and mysterious frankincense, which firmly steers the vanilla away from the bakery and into an opulent hookah bar upholstered in deep brown velvet. Opening with a tingle of sharp lime and tangerine, this unfurls into a cinnamon-laced, smoky vanilla that makes us deliriously happy. A voluptuous and adult vanilla, a vanilla that has been around the block, a vanilla that has nothing to do with cupcakes. Enveloping, warm and slightly dangerous.
