Dada

I took the plunge and made my first Cire Trudon purchase the other day at Barneys in SF. And I don't regret it one bit. I'd been waiting for that day, and after so much pondering and smelling, I bought Dada.

With a touch of tea and vetiver, dressed up with crumple mint leaves and eucalyptus, this clever scent confuses the mind. Sharp and expansive, it opens us to the magnetic field of the Dada movement, to the artistic dizziness and surrealist experiences.

My sister says it smells like green tea. I think it smells like heaven.