Mirko Buffini MOA' Eau de Parfum
Monosyllabic Egonian dancer, savory at the time, and sinfully pussy. Advances. Invades the space. Wraps us, hurls his arms towards us, lilies of the valley. Like Isadora Duncan,
like a perfumed flight of a jasmine scented butterfly.
One hornet fragrance, adamantine and capricious: Louchonneries.
An Anglo-Saxon and divine name for a divine olfaction. Often, we know, the gods are invoked. Often. Not every day. The Greeks, wise and metaphysical, aware of divine existence, placed the gods on the Olympus mountain where they could happily spend their immortal time playing chess, interfering in the lives of mortals, undermining the purity of a young girl or dragging into unbridled lust the future of a young shepherd.
At the end of the day the facts of the world didn’t change so much! And to avoid sacrificing an ox or a lamb to affect their divine benevolence it is preferable to play sharp. How? Owning their scent, showering us with the musky and oaky fragrance of gods.
Oriental spicy
Head notes
Hot spice, nutmeg, cinnamon
Heart notes
Jasmine, lily of the valley, lavender
Back notes
Cashmere wood, cedar wood, sandal wood, creamy musk
