ENIGMA POUR FEMME BURBERRY HER BLOSSOM the fneness of the sand

the fneness of the sand on the skin

lily of the valley

Heart notes of lavandin

leaving on the skin a warm trail

ENIGMA POUR FEMME BURBERRY HER BLOSSOM the fneness of the sandAcross a crowded room, an elusive beauty appears deep in thought. Half illuminated by rays of golden sunlight, half shrouded in shadow, one becomes hypnotized by her silhouette. A second glance, a stolen look its never appropriate to stare, so hungry glances are flickered her way. Where is she from and what is she plotting? Like the light playing off her jewellery, theres a glint in her eye A certain je ne sais quoi is at play, that could turn your