All roads conduct in the paradise gardens Eden...

The air of tropics filled with moisture gently touches skin as if shrouding a body in silk petals of the water-lilies and snow-white lotuses which are gracefully reflected in an unruffled surface of water. Silence... it is broken by singing of the marvelous birds flitting over violence of exotic flowers which the draft aroma attract in a thick of the hot jungle...
All this Eden from Cacharel house, published dashing 90e and become the business card of self-assured women who know the own worth and never going on compromises as if very clearly saying: "What is wanted by the woman, that is wanted by God."
The delicate aroma of water-lilies in a mix with an explosive lime, so perfume escapes from a gentle-green bottle.
And at once it seems that the composition dishit freshness of citruses and greens of juicy stalks of lianas, but further everything is transformed to a terry bouquet of different flowers...
The tuberose is the Queen in the world of erotic imaginations, giving to perfume voluptuousness that in turn gives to women a mankost, enticing thus men in the fragrant networks.
Girls, I say at once what in my EDEN collection is not present. But, I remember its aroma since those times.
Perfume then was strongly emitted with the unusual tsvetochnost, from all this water-melon and fruit freshness of compositions from Kenzo and Issey Miyake.
The unusual heavy bottle will become lovely decoration of a dressing table.
Marvelous white flowers in a tandem with earthy leaves of patchouli - are in the lead in composition that does Eden recognizable among banal compositions which it is accepted to call "compotes"
Eden at the same time both gentle, and very caustic, as a poisonous lizard who is difficult for noticing in pastures of Heaven.
That attracts me in perfume, so it is brightly yellow fluffy mimosa. Here it smells sweet for all day, sometimes reuniting with sweet of a honey acacia and white, slightly oily lily which floats in peach nectar. But, the mimosa smells everything, from tart, sharp leaves to heavy clusters of inflorescences.
The lilies lying on water... as the perfumer beautifully reflected their weightless as if fog - thin fragrance
You as if go under a pouring tropical rain and fragrant drops flow down on a body in huge pools in which the bright blue sky with the invariable companion is reflected... rainbow.
I express gratitude to our charmelka Natasha under the nickname NRUBAN!
Everything glanced on a fragrant spark, Thanks!