Evocative of the sea's unplumbed mysteries. Gentle and lovely, but menacing and profound. Coconut, Florentine iris, hazelnut and opalescent white musk.

Bottle: Chanel No. 5. And not in a good way.

Wet: I actually recoiled from my wrist when I smelt this. Strong, sickly, rotting flowers and sickeningly sweet coconut.

Drydown: Doesn't change much from wet - still awfully strong coconut. I usually like coconut, but this is just too much.

Dry: Smells *exactly* like the old lady next to you on the bus who must bathe in her cheap, shop-bought perfume.

Final Verdict: I'm sorry, Lab, this one is actually nauseating on me. It would be lovely on the right person though

Rating: 1/5

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