Vert Sur Le Vert Perfume

Girlies always wanna smell like a wood nymph, but real ones wanna smell like a tiny, mischievous imp who uses his pointy hat to bore through your hard-earned, unripe tomatoes, getting covered in green pulp and seeds, then dancing on your freshly cut flowers and crushing all the sap and nectar out before turning back into a hare and running away before you even know he’s there.