Yep. A black bottle. With words. Sold yet?
I'm going to do my best on a description of the scent - first of all, what it isn't: It isn't sleazy. It isn't Leisure Suit Larry with or without Lounge Lizards. It isn't insulting, overpowering, or eye-watering.
As for what it is, well, if I were to close my eyes and try to describe it, I would probably say the following:
A melon (probably ripened honeydew) based fruit salad in a bookstore.
Yes, you read right. Melon. Bookstore.
There's a crispness, a clarity to the scent which reminds me of honeydew melon (the light green kind). It's slightly watery as well, meaning, to me, that it doesn't leave a taste in your mouth, nor your nose. You get it, it registers, it moves on.
The bookstore bit, okay, I admit that's a bit peculiar, but its the slightly dusty, but not musty, scent of paper, some new, some old, that I'm trying to capture here.
Perhaps the best advice I can give you here is that you've learned a lot about Nicole and the aesthetic she has, you know she's not one for cheesy, overwhelming or pungent. She appreciates the subtle, and she loves this scent (on me) -- so, go out, grab a sampler from your polite Armani representative (in other words, not the one at David Jones in Melbourne who annoyed Nicole) and try it on for size. See what you think, what he thinks, and who knows, maybe you'll have a new scent on the shelf, as we do!