Dangerous complicity of Etat Free d'Orange: a game of desire, skin and temptation

Family olfactory: Floral amber

Output notes: Rhum Pure Jungle Essence ™, Ginger Pure Jungle Essence ™, Coconut Jungle Essence ™

Heart Notes: Osmanthus Absolute, Jasmin Absolute, Ylang Ylang He

Background notes: Lorenox ™, Patchouli He, Sandalwood

Perfumerist: Víctorien Sirot

Year of launch: 2012

Dangerous complicity of Etat Free d'Orange is a fragrance that whispers to the ear of desire, which slides as a dangerous caress between seduction shadows and prohibited promises. It is not any perfume, it is an intimate whisper between skins, a shared secret among lovers who never had to cross, but they could not help it. It is the story of a fatal attraction, encapsulated in a flask that beats with the intensity of an accelerated heart.

From the first moment, the exit traps you without asking permission. The Rhum Pure Jungle Essence ™ bursts like a drunken, warm and daring wave, burning with the vivacious itching of ginger. This combination, addictive and aphrodisiac, is nuanced by coconut, which far from the innocent, brings a tropical and sensual nuance, as tanned and salty skin after a night of excesses. It is an olfactory slap dressed in velvet.

The heart is a prohibited garden, an Eden in which the flowers do not smell of purity, but flesh and desire. The osmanthus, with its fruity facet of apricot and tea, melts into a soft, almost tactile leather, reminiscent of a cabritilla glove caressing the skin. The absolute, white and animal jasmine, barely hits its wild side, while the Ylang-Ylang, with its tropical voluptuousness, evokes the moisture of a desired skin, ready to be discovered in centimeter.

And when the heart has surrendered, it is time for the truth. The background notes are deployed with an indomitable elegance. The Lorenox ™, modern and mysterious wood, caresses the soul with its animal glare. The Pathouli he, deep and earthy, is intertwined with a creamy and warm sandality that leaves a wake that is not forgotten. Here there is no game, only delivery. The perfume melts with the skin and becomes part of it, an invisible tattoo of desire.

This fragrance is not unisex, it is Duosex. He is not masculine or feminine, but both at the same time, in a dance of roles that are exchanged without prejudice. It is a swing of power and submission, an olfactory game of domination and surrender where nobody wins and all lose ... the head. The leather jacket of a bad guy, forgotten about the powdered dress of a Femme Fatale: That is Dangerous Complicity.

Imagine the wake that leaves a stolen caress on the gloom, the heat that remains behind an unauthorized rubbing, the sensory memory of a kiss that should not have been. That is what this fragrance encapsulates. It is not a perfume for all. It is for those who dare, for those who dance on the tightrope between the right and the inevitable.