Naked Laundry is a contrasting kiss between retro and carnal. It's like a 60s-style laundromat where the crispy sheets still retain the smell of the bodies that lay on them at night. It's not just the smell of cleanliness - it's the scent of what was before the wash... and a little bit left.

The opening is cold, sparkling, provocative:

The aldehydes bubble up like foam in a vintage washing machine.

Mandarin gives a sunny freshness that has just touched the skin.

But scatol is that ‘dirty note’, referring to the smell of the body without a filter, enhanced by ambricol - the echo of wet skin that has just disappeared from the bed.

The heart is retro with a caramelised twist:

Mimosa is delicate, golden, almost silky.

Its tenderness is enveloped in caramel, honey and a fancy zafril (a molecule that mimics animal warmth), creating the effect of a fleshy perfume bel canto.

The base is the dampness of the skin after sin:

Tonka bean creates a comfortable, almond-vanilla aura.

Milk is warm, almost bodily.

And woody notes, amber and whispering animalic molecules are pure erotic aftertaste.