Night creeps across the city. He’s at home in the world’s hotels, as he’s constantly on the move between capitals. He heads down to the bar. He has a rendezvous. He’s thinking of his travels, his next night, the evening ahead.
It’s all there, intact, and yet somehow more intense. Parfumer Olivier Cresp (Firmenich), who composed the original fragrance, took to this exercise in interpretation and reinvention with passion and virtuosity.