One last kiss 60ml

One last kiss 60ml

Siam1928

Country: Thailand

Concentration: Eau de Parfum 15%

Perfumer: Nutt Wesshasartar

Fragrance Family: Floral, Fruity

NOTES

Top Notes: Bergamot, Peach, Cassis
Middle Notes: Rose, Rhododendron Anthopogon, Putrescent Accord
Base Notes: Labdanum, Patchouli, Civet

DESCRIPTION

At the edge of the Spooky Punk realm drifts another figure who chose to follow Little Batzy and See-Ew: the Krasue. A spectral beauty, she wanders with only her glowing head and trailing entrails, cursed to search endlessly for warmth she can never truly touch. Her story is one of forbidden love, the tale of a spirit who once loved a human man, but whose kiss could never be shared. For within her lies a venomous truth, even her saliva carries death, and a single kiss would transform the man she loves into something twisted and unrecognizable.

This tragedy becomes the soul of One Last Kiss, a fragrance shaped in two halves, forever yearning yet forever apart.

The perfume opens with a fleeting brightness: bergamot sparkling like the first glance of affection, peach blushing with tender sweetness, and cassis pulsing like the rush of a heartbeat. This is the side of love that feels human, warm, and delicate, the impossible dream of the Krasue as she remembers the joy of falling in love.

As the scent deepens, another truth unfurls. Rose, lush and trembling, begins to wilt into shadows. Rhododendron Anthopogon breathes its green and smoky strangeness, like air caught between life and decay. Then the Putrescent Accord rises, unsettling and humid, the breath of forbidden flesh. Here, the perfume reveals its duality: one side tenderly fragrant, the other shadowed by a disturbing beauty that both fascinates and unsettles.

Beneath it all, the base lingers heavy with labdanums resin, patchoulis dark earth, and civets feral pulse. Together, they form the echo of the forbidden kiss, animalic, raw, and aching with desire, but marked by a fate that tears lovers apart.

Yet in the Spooky Punk world, tragedies never stay tragedies for long. Little Batzy, with his mischievous grin, and See-Ew, with her sly sparkling eyes, reach out to the lonely Krasue. They do not fear her curse, for they are creatures of shadow and play. With them, she discovers a new kind of love, not the doomed kiss she once longed for, but the joy of belonging.

One Last Kiss becomes not a story of eternal separation, but of liberation. The Krasue drifts no longer in sorrow but in laughter, dancing with her new companions under neon moons and punk-lit skies. To wear it is to carry her rebirth, a spirit once cursed by desire, now freed by friendship, finding happiness in the strange, wild carnival of Spooky Punk

Made in Thailand.