Rumor has it that Juliette, our favorite Queen of the
Parisian nights, hides a secret. It has a name, Lili
Fantasy. A scandalous fragrance, an intriguing
bouquet of white flowers, ambery notes with a slight
Bubble gum gourmand facet. An olfactory whirlwind
that precedes her, whenever the irreverent lady sets
the dance floor alight one last time, before slipping
away through the early morning mists, clutching her
heels, to the cushioned comforts of her rooms.
