Euphoric Patchouly Calaj When you are neither "feminine"

When you are neither "feminine" nor "masculine

Inside the box

thinks of freshly picked saffron and blackcurrants as a battle of the senses

like mist rising from a garden after morning dew

Vanilla and Labdanum

Euphoric Patchouly Calaj When you are neither "feminine"Picture this: New York, 1977. The year I was born. Studio 54 has just opened and there is a massive buzz outside its doors. Inside, the heat and smoke turn psychedelic lights into a dreamy, otherworldly atmosphere. There is glitter everywhere, and the mirror ball hypnotizes everyone with its constant spinning around. Magic sensual creatures enter the dance flor. Their body fuse with all the bodies that dance in a profusion of joy, hedonism,