A bubble bath awaits. Candles lit next to a vase of lily of the valley warm the flowers creating a scent that permeates the room. A plate of delectable. Carmel drizzled marshmallows rest on the table next to the tub. The open window lets in the fresh scent of bergamot from the tree as the warm summer breeze blows.

A glass of aged cognac warms the lips and delights the senses. Hints of Pink pepper and saffron slip under the door from the kitchen but only enough to delicately balance the amalgamation of aromas already lingering in the air.

What Devine creature immersed in the warm soft waters smells so intoxicating? A man? A woman?

Both?

This fragrance knows all souls. It does not discriminate. Bonbon plays fair and treats us all like the beauties we are. Bombon makes us all, men and women, irresistible.

He is edible and scrumptious and makes you come back for more.

She is delicious and smells like home. If she were a dessert she would be savored and never consumed quickly.

Those who wear Bombon create a comforting environment, enveloping those near them in a blanket of bliss. Bombon invokes memories of happy moment of that memory when she took a bite of a gourmet desert while on her honeymoon in Paris. He signs when he smells her because he rembers grandma making him cookies while grandpa told him stories while sipping cognac.