Walking through Sephora the other day and I stumble upon this regal looking bottle with a golden atomizer, keenly sculpted glass, and this perfectly light-amber fluid.
I pick up the bottle and it says Tom Ford.
I’m in heaven! When I think Tom Ford I think two things: Gucci’s glory days and how Miranda’s {in “The Devil Wears Prada”} only smile came at the sight of a Tom Ford garment.
His fragrance doesn’t smell of amber, but of cypriol, orange and black pepper. It changes from moment to moment. Go and take it in. One minute you’re in an Indian market and the next you’re in the orange groves of Florida.
Enjoy!
Tags: Colonge, Fragrance, Grey Vetiver, Tom Ford
