Penhaligon’s 75ml (4)

The sweet and sour fragrance of grapefruit is just right
It’s not as sweet and juicy as peaches
There is no sense of distance between strangers
The elusive vanilla accompanied by a hint of leisurely milk, as if strolling leisurely in the forest after the rain
An ancient temple can be vaguely seen through its branches and leaves
The closer you get, the clearer the woody incense lingers around you
push the door open
The monk cleans the fallen leaves in the courtyard, and the abbot closes his eyes and recites scriptures in the main hall
Simple harmony makes one feel peaceful
Just like this pure and ethereal incense burning
great form Is beyond shape
Pan Hailigen’s beast head shares men’s fragrance