A crystal-cut fruit bowl, sitting on a grand piano in a sunlit ballroom. Juicy pineapple and crisp green apple burst forward, bright and effervescent, almost sparkling. Then the florals arrive—jasmine and iris—softening the edges, adding elegance. As it dries down, smooth amber and musk wrap around the brightness, making it warm, refined, and ever so slightly mischievous. If you could bottle charm and confidence, it would smell like this.