An intense, provocative and hypnotic fragrance, inspired by the most enigmaticfemme fatale in history. The nocturnal and carnal nectar of a prohibited flower,impossible to forget. It blossoms after sunset and its obsessive scent dwellsin rooms and lingers on heavy velvet curtains. Mata Hari, scantily dressed,dances in the moonlight, performing languid exotic moves with calculatedlust. Her dark eyes have the depth of the ocean’s abysses. Her body undulateswith infinite grace between the floating veils and the inebriating scents of herperfumes. Sultry gazes. An intense Tuberose is given off by her amber skin andher mass of black hair. It tells of secret loves and unconfessable desires, andsweeps us off afar, towards a magnetic and mysterious Orient, which cannot bereached by the eyes. It remains even after she leaves, leaving behind her a trailof mystery and voluptuousness