“I’m in a devastating mood, my color and my enveloping trail remind you of the night, after midnight. You have to carry me once the sun hides, so that I can reveal all my charms and secrets to you. I am a bewitching, almost magical fragrance. My luminous and golden freshness, on a bed of powdery Iris and suave Angelica, is warmed with Cinnamon. I then calm down and soften on a musky base of Baume Benjoin and Ambrette Seeds. I am witchcraft and enchantment. Once night has fallen, and the twelfth stroke of midnight has sounded, no one can turn away from my captivating and sensual wake. I am After Midnight. »