Solanaceae Noir #42

“The mystery walked in wearing red lipstick and silence.”

A stranger steps into your office: red lips, gloved hands, and a scent that lingers like a question. Solanaceae Noir #42 captures that moment—smoke curling in the light, secrets traded over low voices, the thrill of danger disguised as desire. This scent is noir in a bottle: sultry, sleek, and sharp as a stiletto heel.