HELL ON HEELS fragrance oil

The Fast Life, Bottled She struts into the speakeasy like she owns the place—because she probably does. A cigarette in one hand, a stolen heart in the other, she’s a jazz-soaked whisper of trouble. Hell on Heels is the scent of moonlit mischief and whispered secrets, where powdery iris waltzes with the fiery kick of clove and capsicum. As the night deepens, vanilla and white musk wrap around her like a stolen fur coat, leaving behind an intoxicating trail of recklessness and charm. Some dames play it safe—she’s not one of them.