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THE ROOM IS dimly lit, the air delicately perfumed with something warm, sensual, and just a touch irreverent. Across from you, a figure leans back with a knowing smile, confident, sculptural and ever so slightly wicked. This is no ordinary presence. This is Jean Paul Gaultier, personified in all his audacity and elegance. “I,” he begins, voice a velvet purr laced with mischief, “have always believed beauty thrives in the unexpected. Sit with me, mon chéri, and let me tell you my story—one corset, one torso, one scandal at a time.” A playful glint dances in his eye. “But don’t worry… I promise to behave.” A beat. A smirk. “Well, almost.” “I entered the world in 1993 with a swirl of vanilla, ginger, and orange blossom, Classique, my first heartbeat, my first whispered secret to the world. Do you remember her? Those voluptuous curves? That iconic corset? She was my ode to fearless femininity, to the women who refuse to be sculpted by expectation and instead sculpt themselves.” A soft sigh, fond and proud. “Then came my sailor, Le Male. Fresh, minty, warm, woody, dangerously irresistible. I put him in a tin can, you know. A,h yes, a simple can! Because I adore transforming the ordinary into the unforgettable. His sculpted torso became a symbol, a wink, a rebellion neatly bottled.” “I don’t create perfumes for categories,” he says gently. “I create them for characters. For dreamers, rebels, lovers, icons. For anyone who embraces their own contradictions.” A slender gesture sweeps through the air as if painting with invisible smoke. “I have always lived by this truth: diversity is not a statement—it's a celebration. Long before anyone called it bold, I knew the world was richer in every shade, shape and identity. My fragrances are for all who want to live freely, loudly, beautifully.” Then, leaning closer, a whisper: “And for those who sometimes want to misbehave.” “Ah, Scandal,” he laughs softly, shaking his head as if remembering a lover’s antics. “What a delicious troublemaker. Honey dripping over skin, legs kicking up from the bottle, an attitude that enters a room long before its wearer does.” “But Scandal didn’t stop there. Scandal By Night… bold and intoxicating. Scandal Pour Homme… muscular, addictive, blisteringly sexy. And now, my latest sensations, Scandal Le Parfum Intense for her and Scandal Pour Homme Le Parfum Intense for him, each one a heightened temptation, deeper, darker, more irresistible.” A wicked grin. “I like to keep the night interesting.” “Not all my creations begin with a wink. Some begin with awe.” His voice softens, the mischief tempered with reverence. P A R F U M P L U S 7