Bois Noir

Hmmm. I do not smell an evergreen tree. Not in the least. I wonder if the first two reviewers have a different batch. This is so much not an evergreen. There's a very sweet opening that's...

Sniffing my Bois Noir-laced wrist is like burying my nose in the softest unprickliest pine needles. Except they shouldn't be called needles. They should be called pine tufts in this instance. There...

Hmm, very interesting. This is not a scent for me, but it is still quite intriguing. It smells just like an evergreen tree. Smells so clean, pure and true on me. The musk comes out later in the...