MEDITERRANEAN TRIO

Your one-way ticket to the Mediterranean, where the sun scorches, the music pulses, and the nights never end.

Designed to be worn close and taken off slowly. Spray accordingly.

CHERRY FIESTA
CITRUS. FLORAL. SWEET
It-girl chaos meets old-money glow. She smells like cherries and danger, sweet at first, unhinged by sunset. You will cancel your plans (and maybe your relationship). She won’t text back.

ELECTRIC SOUL
FLORAL. MUSK. SPICE
Sweaty skin. Neon nights. A presence that hits like bass. Loud, reckless, unforgettable. You don’t wear ELECTRIC SOUL. You become it.

OCEAN EYES
CITRUSY. SALTY. FRESH
Cool hands. Clean sheets. Salt on your skin. They don’t overshare, they haunt. Icy in the best way. You will never know if they felt it too. (They didn’t.)