The first breath is a splash of orange, then the blueberries take over, juicy with a hint of mint.

Wet musk supports the fruit, like a glass jar holding the jam.
A puff of cream, a sprinkle of salt, and a breath of orange flower water to keep it from being too sugary.

It’s elegant and posh but slightly unusual–a bride in icy blue silk rather than white, or patent leather Mary Janes in navy instead of black.

Lingers six inches above the skin for a few sweet hours.

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From the soundtrack to Blueberry Nights.