Vanilla winds whisper across the horizon. Plum. Patchouli. Palms reach skyward, taller than incense, next to a monolith of spice and tobacco. A sweeping desert of saffron, born of sand and drenched in sky. 

Spray on parts like your wrists, neck, behind your ears or even on your chest where the blood runs closest to the surface. Freshly w ashed hair is a good option as well.