This warm, peach-skinned, down-filled joy radiates feathery, pearled sensuality. A reissue (reformulation?) of the powdery women's fragrance from the 50s, this has all the class and charm of the decade, without the embalmed, aldehydc whoomph! of other period pieces. Dry like bitter orange soda and Gran Gala, yet veiled and sweet, this is so expertly blended that I can't tell exact notes, I just hum and sing in a saffron-coloured cloud of aurum and copper shot-silk. A beauty.
EDIT APRIL 29, 2010 - Now in possession of a vintage bottle. Purrs like a kitten, silk and sway, soft hips and shoulders.