In a word: danger. For all the crazy love of love: this perfume was thought and created with an English name. There are therefore two possibilities, trust and let yourself be attempted by osmantus and jasmine or relying on English to understand its essence. With Brexit it cannot be otherwise! You have to be dangerous and therefore unforgettable. By its very nature, the perfume evokes a sensual collusion - between accomplices attracted from each other, despite themselves, by its invisible and silent call of siren; between the perfume and the skin that brings it; Among the notes that are joined to create a chimera. The velvety flower of an apricot cheek. The yielding softness of a kid glove bianco. The velvety warmth of the body of an lover. Skin to nibble or caress ... Once the aphrodisiac thrill of ginger and rum ends, Dangerous Complicity reveals this passionate pact between fruit, flower and meat. The facets of apricot, tea and purple of the tiny flower of Osmanthus are transformed into delicate suede. White petals like the coconut of jasmine betray a scent of the beast that hides in the beautiful. The lush Tropicality of Ylang-Ylang evokes a savory skin and kissed by the sun. The smoky creaminess of the sandal suggests secret musky places in the chocolate-dark undergrowth of the patchouli. This is the scent of the skin on the skin - or maybe I should say about sin on the skin? - Intimate and sexy, angular but smooth like a swan powder down jacket. The scent of skin and powder, or rather: the slightly fragrant track that a bad guy leather jacket would leave on the powdered skin of a femme fatal. The male who gives in female in a fragrant folie à deux - or is it the opposite?
