Red has always been the color of passion, danger, and allure. When I imagined it as a fragrance, I knew it couldn’t be the predictable sweetness of berries — it had to be bold, intoxicating, and unforgettable.
Chérry Rougé opens with a rush of Turkish cherry, drenched in Portuguese liquor, with a sparkling twist of Rio Red grapefruit. It’s lush, boozy, and almost reckless — the scent of fearless nights and magnetic confidence. But within moments, the sweetness gives way, unveiling a raw, bitter cherry heart, grounded by Turkish apple, Romanian plum, and Chinese peach — honest, complex, and unfiltered.
As it evolves, the fragrance deepens into a base of Indonesian patchouli and vanilla, spiced with Sri Lankan cinnamon — leaving a trail that is both fiery and elegant.
Chérry Rougé is not just perfume — it’s a mood, an experiment, a story told in shades of red.
For those who dare to be seen, remembered, and desired.