The 70s… Rock ‘n’ roll catches fire in the California sun. The creative charge shoots out like a gun. Room 1015 is the theater of the delirious nonsense that electrified these years of decadence. A trashed hotel room, an outlet for opiated passion, inspired a do-good MANDARIN crashed by animal SANDALWOOD. Citrus explodes under the blows of burnt wood. SAFFRON sweat falls in droplets onto a bed of VIOLETS. IRIS powder, a mist sniffed on the skin, floats away from crumpled sheets scented of sin. PAPYRUS cracks in supple, wilted shreds on the walls, which fracture and fall. The space expands. Behind it all stands a battlefield, the ferocious call of caged wild cats. The perfumer for Ten Fifteen is Jerome Epinette.
“A woody and wild fragrance as a tribute to the 1970’s Rock N’ Roll era. I tried to imagine what could be the scent of this hotel room in which so many things have happened! A burned sandalwood with fresh notes of mandarin and violet was a perfect match for a rebel touch. Rock On.”
– Dr. Mike