I am in a ravishing mood, my color and my enveloping sillage remind you of the night, after midnight. You do have to wear me when the sun is gone, so I can reveal all my charms and secrets.
I am an enchanting, almost magic, fragrance. My luminous and shining freshness, which lies on a powdered Iris and gentle Angelic accord, is warmed with Cinnamon. Then, I wettle down and become mellower on a musky base with Benzoin balm and Amber seeds.
I am spell and enchantment. When the night comes, and the twelfth stroke of midnight resonates, you cannot resist to my bewitching and sensual sillage. I am After Midnight.