The Perfume of Intimacy: Sex and the Sea by Pierre de Nishapur
At first, it [Sex and The Sea] smells fruity milk coconut and pineapple - real, fresh Thai. But soon in the milk-fruit notes emerges something warm, salty and animal (tincture of ambergris, civet), and then the Sex and the Sea suddenly becomes terribly rude - if you walked along the beach and have become an unwitting witness to someone else's orgasm edge of the surf.
The Dark Side of a Sexy Angel by Sergey Borisov
"Francesca Bianchi, una laurea in Storia dell’arte, ed una passione per il mondo dei profumi tanto da farla diventare una delle creatrici più interessanti del panorama attuale della profumeria di nicchia. 3 profumi, 3 modo di vedere il mondo, da Firenze ad Amsterdam. Una personalità poliedrica ed affascinante come la sua totale cortesia".
[Angel's Dust] is almost a melody, softly sweet and hairy, that guides imagination through the most secret and intimate rooms of our soul, where the fragile side of our being walks naked and sensuality is expressed with graceful candor and natural elegance.
Angel's Dust - rosy powdery oriental, rich talcum powder in her room
Sex and the sea - coconuts oriental, summer fragrance less marine note
The dark side - smoky woody frankincense, it's like a warm heart and soul of her 💕
My Francesca Bianchi Perfumes by Kat Koteneva
How can a fragrance have this explosive power and stun, which is to penetrate within the landscape of memory, fishing out dormant emotions?
The fragrance is evocative of a disturbing presence wandering in the depths of a forest at night: covered by a black cloak that hides her beautiful and noble features, makes her way through the dim light of her lantern, but in reality she is lost [...]
Have you ever kissed an Angel? A cold, weird, dusty feeling that evolves, as the desire grows, into a wild fire that consumes you entirely. A warm, addictive, illogical and original, but somehow natural sin. It's like embracing the dark side of the Good. Have you ever made love to an Angel? Sweaty skin, carnal pleasure, warm sand and a lost island in the depth of your mind. It's like sex and the sea in the purest form, without any trace of vulgarity.
So, tell me now, have you found your Angel? ... cause I got mine.