Gucci Guilty, a striking fragrance
It is while she drives car that I observed her. She's beautiful, she is strong, she makes me vibrate, I feel that thrill going through me, taking me and leaving me trembling. Before my eyes, she makes me guilty of loving life and beauty. She makes me sure of myself and feel so low at a time. She takes the power of this sublime Jaguar C Type 1953 and I am fascinated by her charisma.
Like this superb meteor, this woman is a person that you meet only once. Reasonable, I tell myself that I could never seduce her, never touch or feel her. She is this strong woman, this girl that represent the elegance of my favorite luxury home, known as Gucci.
The car stops and the bubbly blonde invade my mind. In her hands she holds the bottle in which two G intersect and move into a fusion with a gold color. The glass case is protected and retains the golden juice with multiple flavors. This is the woman of the 21st century that appeals to me, she’s my ideal, my life, my heroine. I approach this icon of seduction and her perfume enchants me.
On an extraordinary opening, natural extracts of mandarin and pink pepper are taking me into a romance sprinkled with notes of warm floral and oriental fragrance. I seized her and make her my idol. Nothing can resist her. She has fun and explodes in my eyes. She is gorgeous and her skin dresses of this perfect heart notes. That's when I discovered her sweetness and splendor. Lilac and geranium heady mix with the sweetness of the peach. She bites me and provokes me.
She moved into her car and challenges me. Patchouli base note comes to my nose and comfort my desire to discover this powerful woman. Amber signs our meeting. Gucci has won and its golden juice known as Gucci Guilty makes me feel guilty of loving.
Like this superb meteor, this woman is a person that you meet only once. Reasonable, I tell myself that I could never seduce her, never touch or feel her. She is this strong woman, this girl that represent the elegance of my favorite luxury home, known as Gucci.
The car stops and the bubbly blonde invade my mind. In her hands she holds the bottle in which two G intersect and move into a fusion with a gold color. The glass case is protected and retains the golden juice with multiple flavors. This is the woman of the 21st century that appeals to me, she’s my ideal, my life, my heroine. I approach this icon of seduction and her perfume enchants me.
On an extraordinary opening, natural extracts of mandarin and pink pepper are taking me into a romance sprinkled with notes of warm floral and oriental fragrance. I seized her and make her my idol. Nothing can resist her. She has fun and explodes in my eyes. She is gorgeous and her skin dresses of this perfect heart notes. That's when I discovered her sweetness and splendor. Lilac and geranium heady mix with the sweetness of the peach. She bites me and provokes me.
She moved into her car and challenges me. Patchouli base note comes to my nose and comfort my desire to discover this powerful woman. Amber signs our meeting. Gucci has won and its golden juice known as Gucci Guilty makes me feel guilty of loving.
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Posted: 18 July 2011 by Vincent Guillaume
