Inspired by The Promise (الوعد) by Frédéric MalleIt starts with a glance across the room. Then a touch — brief, electric, promising more. Prom Kiss is the scent of a night suspended in slow motion. A fragrance soaked in tension, mystery, and heat — where fantasy and intention meet under the stars, wrapped in silk and daring.

The top notes are a spark before the flame: crisp apple, sharp and innocent, mingling with the soft sting of pink pepper and the herbal pulse of rosemary. But then the mood shifts — saffron blooms like forbidden warmth on bare skin, while clove adds a whisper of something darker, almost dangerous. It’s that inhale before the first kiss, when the world fades to just two hearts and a beat.

At its core, Prom Kiss unfurls like a velvet dress in candlelight. A sumptuous duet of Bulgarian rose and Turkish rose — not just floral, but full-bodied, red and alive and irresistible. These are not shy petals. They are the scent of cheeks flushed from dancing too close, of lipstick smudged by whispered promises, of everything that might happen just before midnight strikes.

And then… the base. This is where the story deepens. Cypriol oil rises with an earthy hum, blending with the rich sensuality of patchouli and the animalic lure of castoreum — primal, soft, magnetic. Labdanum smolders like candle wax melting onto satin. Ambroxan finishes the trail — radiant, intimate, glowing like warm skin touched beneath a jacket in the back of a car. It doesn’t shout. It lingers.

Prom Kiss is not just about romance. It’s about surrender — to the music, to the moment, to the magnetism between two people who know something is about to begin. It is slow dancing in a dark hallway. Fingertips grazing. The charged stillness between breaths. The promise of more.

Wear it when you want to be unforgettable.
Wear it when you want to make someone remember you… with every heartbeat.