When Fabienne was a child, she used to have a recurring nightmare of a woman dressed in black walking through a graveyard. She wore an outfit from the 1890s, a long dress. She could see only her silhouette as she picked her way through the tombstones. She gave the definite impression of leather, black finery, heavy perfume, high status, and magnificent sorrow. She is a staple in the Jungian lexicon of characters who appear to sleepers, and Fabienne made a fragrance that should present her to you just as Fabienne saw her as a child. A bright, bitter, dry, chypre-type of scent, void of sweetness but very beautiful. Lavender, neroli, moss, earth, clove, and a light touch of vetiver. Very refined.