Long after she has left your side.... the delicate memories of her linger in your mind. The smell of her laugh, her passion and the way her skin feels against your bedsheets imprints the air. Vanilla hues of her pale skin caressing the lightness of her dressing gown....the way it slips off to the floor and pools around her feet in a hypnotic swirl of soft white scented flowers...her eyes igniting the spicey notes of cardamom within your soul....there's only one means in which to embody her rich complexities and their subtle notes of luxurious essence... Parfum.