Sunny, oriental, passionate. A fragrant picture of the Maghreb that will transport you into an enchanting land full of sensual delight. Ripe mandarin saturates the top of Le Maroc, seeping into every crevice of Le Maroc Pour Elle, it’s sunny brilliance absorbed by every note. This citric infusion illuminates and bolsters the divergent qualities that make Le Maroc Pour Elle so tantalizing. Under this fruity ball of fire, lavender is dusty cool, a highly textured incarnation that resembles a spice more than it does a flower. Moroccan rose glows, a fuchsia peach aura pulsating along its petaled edges. Jasmine explodes out of the dirt, a fiercely indolic, earthy bloom, hungry for its share of this golden light. A base of Atlas cedar wood, sandalwood and patchouli smolder in this orange light, burning from the inside out. This fragrance encapsulates the searing hiss of hot metal hitting cold water; like a freshly wrought sword being cooled for use, Le Maroc Pour Elle is a bold, sharp power. Don’t be surprised if you spear a few victories as a result.