Manifesto L'Eclat

Bergamot snaps forward with a brightness that feels almost citrus-sharp, immediately tempered by the green tea's faint herbaceous whisper and a blackcurrant bud that sits somewhere between fruity and slightly tart. The neroli adds a floral shimmer that prevents any single note from dominating, creating something fresh and momentarily effervescent—like standing in a modernist perfumery rather than surrendering to sweetness.

The florals emerge as the opening's brightness recedes, with jasmine and freesia creating a creamy, almost milky floral mass that the orange blossom amplifies toward candied territory. The sweetness becomes unmistakable now, but never saccharine—it's the warmth of honeyed blooms, closer to a high-quality macaroon than to candy. Rose anchors the composition with a subtle powdery elegance, transforming what could have been simple into something with genuine depth.

Tonka and vanilla form the fragrance's lasting impression, but they're immediately softened by cashmere's fuzzy, skin-like texture and sandalwood's creamy, almost cologne-like dryness. The sweetness persists without intensifying, settling into a comforting second skin that smells like expensive powder and warm vanilla cream rather than dessert. It becomes increasingly intimate as it fades, clinging closer to the body with each passing hour.