The scent opens with the aroma of caramel-coated strawberries and peach. Following this mouthwateringly delicious prelude, which already hints at a sensual, leathery labdanum in the topnotes, the full splendor and opulence of La Capitale unfolds like a cat stretching in the midday sun. A luscious heart opens up onto a breathtaking vista of a purple, fruited rose that's been dipped in dark acacia honey and tipped with a needlepoint of ginger, creating a 3D bloom that breathes fire and spice and lush sweetness from its every pore. A buttery Florentine leather darkens the timbre of the florals slightly, a breath of fiery Iranian saffron lending a wistful exoticism that makes us sigh and dream of far off places. It smells of luxury, but also of a fierce excitement.
In the later stages of the perfume, a dark, slightly animalic Bourbon vanilla moves in, breathing moodiness and sensuality, opening up another dimension in this already deep, complex fragrance. A touch of brown-sugar benzoin enhances the scent's balsamic, semi-gourmand character, giving it a velvety warmth that lingers and clings to the skin forever, and a sillage that will pierce the heart of passers-by. A truly magnificent beast, this La Capitale.
