One does not simply wear violet. One succumbs to it. And in this case, with alarming pleasure. Softly Violated is what happens when a demure bloom ditches her lace gloves and whispers unspeakable things behind the garden hedge.
It opens like a faint blush, soft and powdery, but don’t be fooled. Beneath the ladylike exterior is a floral with secrets, pressed petals clinging to skin like satin to sin. It’s the kind of scent that makes strangers linger too long and your ex regret everything. Violet, but make it wicked.
Violet
Blackcurrant
Lemon
Green apple
Peach skin
Rose
Violet
White musk