The Spirit of the Fragrance

Night is not a fragrance for the faint of heart; it is an olfactory tale of desire. It captures that suspended moment, the scent of skin after an embrace, and the commotion of crumpled sheets. Olivier Cresp has dared to create a disturbing marriage: a majestic Bulgarian rose jostled by the animalistic warmth of cumin and the spiciness of saffron. It is a physical, almost tactile fragrance, oscillating between the freshness of a red flower and the sensuality of a "clean sweat." A magnetic and resolutely forbidden scent.