INSPIRATION
White gone milk. Milk gone rogue. Inspired by the thrill of contrast, the softest milk gone dirty. Not the king of milk you drink, but the kind you spill. On skin. On sheets. On purpose. Warm skin meets cold cream. Sweetness thickens. Softness sticks. A milky, messy overdose.
SCENT DESCRIPTION
Warm milk with a bite. Soft. Sticky. Sinful.
Dirty milk starts with a splash of creamy milk and gooey caramel; sweet, thick, and little too much in the best way. Then it turns. Buttery iris melts into spicy akigalawood, where softness meets heat, and skin meets trouble. It finishes a slow drip of vanilla and warm musk, clinging like sweat on skin.
