Perfumer Édouard Fléchier
Poison is a fetching little spicy floral. Certainly not the bulldozer that I only vaguely remember smelling in the 80s. But then again, I recently thought Lutens’s A La Nuit smelled like a mild jasmine for a moment and then like sourdough bread.
Could I have suffered a remapping of the jasmine and tuberose pathways of the brain?