A sheer, sensuous fantasy. The powdered top note evokes a woman who dresses for seduction – a trace of lipstick, the rustling of lace -- the intimate ritual of a femme fatale who sees right through the fragile armor of men. Her sophistication is intriguing, as is the commerce she makes of her body. Under the bitter-sweet touch of almond, like a secret that unfolds, comes a hint of supple leather, fluid and flexible, that introduces what is to come: a boudoir, hands that tighten on a leatherette sofa and the palpable presence of raw desire. Doesn’t every woman have the fantasy of being a temptress in a hotel bar, of yielding to passion in the intimacy of a lift, or releasing sensuality in silk sheet luxury?