Rive Gauche camps in a rented room in some benighted working-class arrondissement far from the heart of fashion. Subsisting on hand-rolled cigarettes and minimal sleep, she displays too much skin and too many bones in the tissue-thin secondhand clothes she washes by hand in the bathtub. The bathtub, in fact, is the centerpiece of her entire apartment-- logical, since her apartment is actually nothing other than a bathroom, leased by itself for a song. For lack of space to fit a proper bed, she sleeps in the bathtub, too-- so if this back-alley flower sometimes smells like chrome and cold porcelain, or icy water absorbing the flavor of metal pipes, is it any wonder?
Inspired by an actual girl I once met in NYC.
Scent Elements: Aldehydes, bergamot, greens, rose, peach, jasmine, geranium, lily-of-the-valley, iris, ylang-ylang, vetiver, sandalwood, oakmoss, tonka bean, musk, amber