Grey Velvet

One evening, I was walking through the calli as dusk fell and a fine rain hung in the air. A voice emerged from the darkness. “Water is only the treasure chest,” it said. I turned sharply. “Who are you? What do you mean?” There was no answer, only a quiet laugh somewhere in the shadows. Then I felt a light touch on my shoulder. I turned again: an open door invited me inside. Warmth enveloped me like an embrace. I set down my wet coat and walked along the corridor, feeling the soft carpets underfoot. My hand traced the smooth stucco walls and inlaid stones before coming to rest on a large brocade sofa.

The scent

That night, I dreamed of Grey Velvet. Its amber opening feels like leaving the cold behind and stepping into the warmth of a Venetian home. A rounded gourmand heart of plum, fig and soft coconut evokes the sensuality of satin, velvet and brocade. A base of musk and sandalwood draws you further inside, towards rooms warmed by a glowing fireplace, rich with cushions and golden light. It is an enveloping embrace, an invitation to surrender to beauty.