Perfumer: Louise Turner

A scent that smells like sun-warmed pink petals and salted skin, where creamy florals melt into a soft, musky glow that feels both nostalgic and vividly alive.

Suitable for: Spring / Summer, feminine. Summer Balls, gallery hoping, garden parties.

Top Notes	Middle Notes	Base Notes
Pink Pepper	Peony, Litchi	Musk, White Cedar, Amber

Beneath the glow of neon-fretted skies,
The city pulses, frantic and alive— 
A rhythmic blur where modern spirit flies,
And hungry hearts within the bustle thrive. 
The ghost of Paris whispers through the glass, 
Of velvet nights and lace-edged, slow romance, 
As shadows of the Belle Époque still pass 
Across the floor in some forgotten dance.

But breathe it in: the Lust in Paradise, 
The pink of peony and cedar’s heat. 
It isn’t found in dusty, old-world eyes, 
But here, where steel and petal fiercely meet. 
We mourn the gilded age of yesterday, 
The gaslit streets and feathers in the hair, 
Yet find our heaven in the bright display,
Of all this wild, electrified despair.

The "Golden Age" is not a distant shore, 
Or oil on canvas, faded in its frame; 
It is the current, the cinematic roar, 
The scent of fruit and sun without a name. 

So let the dancer spin in modern light, 
For history is just a ghost's perfume— 
The greatest era is this very night, 
In all its loud and hyper-colored bloom.