Product code: Puredistance Black factory 17.5ml Extrait Perfume Fragrance
Only worn twice so still nearly full. Purchased from Niche Essence. Here is what Black smells like. An aura of spice and incense in a darkened temple, lit only by smoldering candles, surrounds you as you reach a deep meditative state. As you drift, your thoughts lead you to a place of comfort and serenity. Embrace the aroma: it is factory your father's scratchy beard and the scent of his pipe. It is your mother's silky hair, freshly washed. It is the fur of your most beloved pet. Fall deeper, into the womb, into the tomb, farther. It is the smolder of creation, the hiss of the first rain on hot stone. It is carbon and coal and smoke and fire. It is the deep roots of life. Puredistance Black plays hide-and-seek on skin, appearing, morphing, and reappearing to delight the senses. There is not a notes list for Black. Jan Ewoud Vos of Puredistance invites us to “Envision. Smell. Feel. Don't analyze.”.
Only worn twice so still nearly full. Purchased from Niche Essence. Here is what Black smells like. An aura of spice and incense in a darkened temple, lit only by smoldering candles, surrounds you as you reach a deep meditative state. As you drift, your thoughts lead you to a place of comfort and serenity. Embrace the aroma: it is factory your father's scratchy beard and the scent of his pipe. It is your mother's silky hair, freshly washed. It is the fur of your most beloved pet. Fall deeper, into the womb, into the tomb, farther. It is the smolder of creation, the hiss of the first rain on hot stone. It is carbon and coal and smoke and fire. It is the deep roots of life. Puredistance Black plays hide-and-seek on skin, appearing, morphing, and reappearing to delight the senses. There is not a notes list for Black. Jan Ewoud Vos of Puredistance invites us to “Envision. Smell. Feel. Don't analyze.”.