Vilhelm Parfumerie London Funk Eau de Parfum

The slap of a wood bat on a leather ball, followed by intense giggling and the sound of fabric rustling. It’s five o’clock at biba in london and jim morrison is leading a young debbie harry astray with a long island iced tea, and a game of cricket in the stock room. Can you smell all the possibilities that curled into a trippy london afternoon in the seventies? They certainly could.