Extrait de Parfum
There is transgressive musing in Antonio Gardoni’s flickering MAAI, a scent for hidden lovers, skin on shadowed skin, illicit whispers in darkness.
MAAI is old school devastation and skanky chypré desire. The sexuality of it that hits you first with the force of a slap during midnight mass. Buried deep within this most extraordinary of brutal floral constructions is the most divine sense of body, genuine skin, wrapped in indoles and whiffy animalics, a mirror of our own wanton desires.
MAAI is held aloft by a wealth of stained pissy tuberose up top, mucky pelt and musks in the base. It’s an incendiary mix of bestial floral and chypré elegance. The truculence of oakmoss and an eccentric smear of dried fruits making the hit of perfumed madness sincere and astonishing.
If you are hankering for scented danger, shadowed olfaction and aberrant outstanding perfumery, MAAI is the scent your skin deserves.