An Apology to Musc Ravageur
I am SO sorry (throws self across bed like hysterical teenager). I was SO wrong.
I have actually said I smelled NOTHING from you. WRONG, WRONG, WRONG.
Last night I spilled a whole vial of you on me and, by God, I finally know what all the talk is about.
I have had the epiphany. YOU ARE AMAZING.
Here it is, twelve hours later and I'm still redolent with the bergamot, tangerine and cinnamon, the vanilla, musk and amber.
Jim gives it a solid 7 out of 10 and he is a harsh critic. Me, in light of past bad behavior, I GIVE YOU A NINE.
Your Skin But Better. Your Skin But Glamorous. Your Skin if You Were Myrna Loy. Hand Me That Martini.
Musc Ravageur by Maurice Roucel for Editions Frederic Malle.