Speaking of sensual (I was in my previous post on sensual writing)... sometime ago, when a friend of mine told me about this perfume by Cartier, I was intrigued. Mostly by the name: Kiss of the Dragon. I don’t wear perfume that much; my husband is sensitive to most of them, so I usually restrict myself to scented crèmes (I’m partial to Nina by Nina Ricci) and even then must apply them sparingly. But, once in a while, when I’m out of town or my husband is, I indulge. So, when I found this exotic scent for sale at a local perfumery, I snapped up the kiss (the Eau de Parfum, that is; not the EDT), curious what it would do on me. Here’s what I found:Le Baiser goes on sharp, almost pungent and biting, like a dragon’s playful nip with a breath of musky almond. Then, within moments, as the essence of le Baiser and my own body oils and the fabric I’m wearing marry in an exquisite cocktail, the sharp edge dissolves and oozes away, revealing a lingering floral scent that promises exotic adventure. I feel both wild and at home with the heady scent of le Baiser.
