DON'T ASK ME PERMISSION - SIMONE ANDREOLI
DON'T ASK ME PERMISSION - SIMONE ANDREOLI
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DON'T ASK ME PERMISSION - SIMONE ANDREOLI
A bold infusion of beauty and brazen femininity that floods the pleasures of Rio de Janeiro's wildest nights.
An invitation to drink a Maracuja Caipirinha and inexorably surrender to the carioca groove and the most libertine passions.
The opening of the fragrance bathes the atmosphere in aromas of lime and sugar while the heart embodies Brazil's exotic, transgressive soul through passion fruit, ylang-ylang and heliotrope.
The expression of desire and the most explicit sensual energy is proclaimed by the oriental base, where amber, sandalwood and cachaça stand out.
In Rio's rhythm, I don't want to think, I want to dance my life on the fire of passion.
Carefree, fated, gratuitous, aimless, without regret.
Keep drinking because the night waits to take us and leave us lying on the sand with nothing but our breath.
Don't let her wait because we don't want her to wait
Lust is a language that cannot be translated, an impulse to give yourself without asking permission from noble feelings.
There is nothing intimate about giving your body to a stranger.
It's a game of instincts that intertwine and struggle in a playful aim to satisfy the senses in the total absence of sharing and exchange of soul.
Eyes burn with provocation, burning the seconds that still separate our bodies from pleasure.
They say we are all sinners of impure acts, but the truth is there is nothing purer and more human than sin, and at each fragile moment we repress desire, we suppress a part of ourselves.
If this instinct screams, let it scream.
This sound will simply not be a noise but the awakening you have always unconsciously sought.