A perfume that is itself the purest evocation of primal instinct and sensuality. Irresistible, real and true.

Morph Cruda
An opening of flowers, damask rose and ambergris, a soft heart of vanilla, and patchouli, and a sillage to cedarwood, vetiver and tonka bean. A delicious scent, unadulterated by convention, a transgression of the soul.

Everything she wore on those nights...
Cruda is transgression of the soul, it is unconfessed sin, it is the quintessence of the most voluptuous sensuality.