Morning of Drunkenness by Salvatore Barone
“Oh my good! Oh my beautiful! Appalling fanfare where I do not falter.”
Inspired by Arthur Rimbaud’s poem Morning of Drunkenness, this scent captures the rebirth of debauchery in NYC post-pandemic. Morning after, blurred memories, stranger next to you. Tousled bed sheets that smell of the night before.
The story emerges in three accords: a skin/sex accord built around musks, civit and other animalic notes. A seedy dive bar accord filled with leather, cognac, aged whiskey barrels and sticky woods. The third accord alludes to the faint trail of perfume and cologne lingering within crisp, white sheets: iris, Iso E Super, Ambroxan, Adoxal. This perfume celebrates the return to life, loudness and raunchy encounters that made us fall in love with the city.
“It began with a certain disgust—and it ends,—unable instantly to grasp this eternity,—it ends in a riot of perfumes.”
“Oh my good! Oh my beautiful! Appalling fanfare where I do not falter.”
Inspired by Arthur Rimbaud’s poem Morning of Drunkenness, this scent captures the rebirth of debauchery in NYC post-pandemic. Morning after, blurred memories, stranger next to you. Tousled bed sheets that smell of the night before.
The story emerges in three accords: a skin/sex accord built around musks, civit and other animalic notes. A seedy dive bar accord filled with leather, cognac, aged whiskey barrels and sticky woods. The third accord alludes to the faint trail of perfume and cologne lingering within crisp, white sheets: iris, Iso E Super, Ambroxan, Adoxal. This perfume celebrates the return to life, loudness and raunchy encounters that made us fall in love with the city.
“It began with a certain disgust—and it ends,—unable instantly to grasp this eternity,—it ends in a riot of perfumes.”
“Oh my good! Oh my beautiful! Appalling fanfare where I do not falter.”
Inspired by Arthur Rimbaud’s poem Morning of Drunkenness, this scent captures the rebirth of debauchery in NYC post-pandemic. Morning after, blurred memories, stranger next to you. Tousled bed sheets that smell of the night before.
The story emerges in three accords: a skin/sex accord built around musks, civit and other animalic notes. A seedy dive bar accord filled with leather, cognac, aged whiskey barrels and sticky woods. The third accord alludes to the faint trail of perfume and cologne lingering within crisp, white sheets: iris, Iso E Super, Ambroxan, Adoxal. This perfume celebrates the return to life, loudness and raunchy encounters that made us fall in love with the city.
“It began with a certain disgust—and it ends,—unable instantly to grasp this eternity,—it ends in a riot of perfumes.”
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