A shimmering Oriental blend of vanilla and flowers that teases the senses in a way that’s difficult to pin down. Named for the famed dance of Salome, which may or may not have been performed (the dance is not named in the Bible) to disastrous effect by a woman who may or may not have been named Salome (her name does not appear in the Biblical verse, either). It is a cipher, and yet we all know Salome and we all know of her tantalizing strip tease. Because of this, you may be expecting a full–throttle femme fatale scent, but Seven Veils is not that. Rather, it is a swirl of sheer yet opulent layers, shimmering jewel-like as they spin around you, obscuring as much as they reveal.
It opens with a pronounced and surprising carrot note, sweet and rooty and earthy, that blends extremely well with the chimera of spices, allspice – and bearing hints of nutmeg, cinnamon and clove. An exotic Tiger orchid whispers of seduction. The sweetness of the carrot subsides, but the earthiness remains, disappearing and reappearing as the veils shift though the air. The silken vanilla flower and the warmer vanilla bean create a diaphanous and airy vanilla chord over the thrumming bass of smooth sandalwood.
All of this goes on, sensuous and dreamy and yet… Seven Veils is light and sheer and not in-your-face sexy. It is a fragrance of hints and innuendos and sensuality revealed slowly and irresistibly, layer by layer.