Zazel: Philip Mond's Scent of Love (1997 Video)

Sasha Vinni: Zazel, Blue Siren, Female Angel, Brunette Musketeer, Mermaid, Tiger

Quotes 

• [first lines] 

  Zazel : [phone rings, interrupting artist at work]  Hello?

  Rodrigo Olivetti : Hello, Zazel?

  Zazel : Yes?

  Rodrigo Olivetti : Hi. This is Rodrigo Olivetti at Nuance Fragrances.

  Zazel : Hi. How are you?

  Rodrigo Olivetti : Great. We're excited about your new project. We've decided to go with your proposal for a new perfume. The most sensually arousing fragrance ever.

  Zazel : That's fantastic.

  Rodrigo Olivetti : I think we should name it after you, Zazel.

  Zazel : What would the sub-text be?

  [inspired:] 

  Zazel : The Scent Of Love.

  Rodrigo Olivetti : Absolutely. We'd like to release it this spring.

  Zazel : Of course.

  Rodrigo Olivetti : We can wire your advance today, as soon as the contracts are finalized.

  Zazel : That's fantastic.

  Rodrigo Olivetti : Good luck. I'll call you again.

  Zazel : Okay, bye.

• Zazel : [narrating, while she intimately body-paints]  The shape of beauty, and the shape of a flower. The form and softness of skin. The touch of heaven. The smell of earth. Before... and after time.

• Zazel : [narrating, while admiring bird of paradise]  The flower of a woman. A tattoo, or part of her. The intoxication of memory, revealed in the design.

• Zazel : [narrating, sumptuously body-painted as tiger]  Arousal... must bring out the animal... Part beauty, part beast... Combined in the echoes of movement...

• Zazel : The timeless scent of sinful pleasures... as loving embraces, irresistible odours... pass from woman to woman... pass from flower to flower... a caress, a kiss... a loving brush from hand or tongue...

• Zazel : The odours are alive, laying in a tropical dream... in search of the most precious flower, transformed into a bottle, captured... in a remembrance.

• Zazel : The scent of love can't be without a hint of the divine. Angels from heaven... descend from Pluto's realm... and divulge their secrets. Intoxicating rapture.

• Zazel : I can see the design of the flower... its beauty, its shadow. But the design of the scent, the shape of the wind... or the shades of sex... What can that be? The rhythm of romance... the *seduction* of life... embodied in the aroma of allure. The lovers consume each other's... desires.

• Zazel : The mysterious union of opposites. The sun's shadow, the moon's fire. Men... and women... though opposites, are one. Can the scent of love be any different? Electrifying you... into a dream... of tranquility.

• Zazel : [as the punk goddess rubs the ornate perfume bottle inside her cleavage]  The object of desire.