We don’t know each other yet, but I know you won’t be able to live without me from now on. I am going to be your new obsession. You won’t see me coming and first, will only perceive my delicate Bulgarian rose whiff. Then, the pink pepper and the chamomile blue will come along and subtly inebriate your senses with their spicy scent. Some say they surrendered at that very moment, totally taken by those spices to which I have added just enough of styrax and oud wood, to make it more sleek and graceful. I am not like other roses. You can’t pick me. You can not catch me. I am the one who comes to you. My scent is as powerful as woods and salves and hides the musk sensuality which quivers underneath the skin.