Ok so here's the truth. I like it sweet but I also like it dirty. Reassuring yet primal. Innocent but filthy. One without the other just isn't natural... and neither is being bottled up like this. I need to be on you!

I'm Dirty Floral.

Go on.

Use me.




We all want peace, I get that. But may I suggest harmony instead? The delicious dance between happy majors and dark minors.
Sometimes I love myself, sometimes I don't. Sometimes I strut, sometimes I slump.
Uplifting yet grounded, I am who I am. The days I accept that are pure heaven.
I'm Eden Road. Heaven scent.