NIGHTCLUBBING

THE REMEMBRANCE OF MY YEARS OF PARISIAN NIGHTS, WHEN I WENT FROM THE BAINS DOUCHES TO THE PALACE EVERY NIGHT OF MY LIFE. THE SMELL OF SUEDE, OF THE NICOTINE ON A DECADENT AND AMBER PATINA, HAIR ON THE NAPE OF THE NECK PERFUMED WITH VANILLA SCENTS.

THE ENDLESSLY REFLECTED IMAGE OF A BOY AND A GIRL ON A CRIMSON VELVET BANQUETTE, DESCENDING INTO AN UNFATHOMABLE ABYSS.
IN THE STREETS OF PARIS, WANDERING AROUND UNTIL DAWN.

GALBANUM, WHITE ORRIS BUTTER, PATCHOULI, TREE MOSS, VANILLA AND MUSK.