BORNTOSTANDOUT
Nanatopia Eau de Parfum with Banana
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About the Product
Item 2948594
Fragrance Family: Warm & Spicy
Scent Type: Warm & Sweet Gourmands
Key Notes:Banana, Melted caramel, Cinnamon, Tonka
Fragrance Description: This warm and sweet gourmand opens like warm banana bread made from overripe bananas, caramelized and soaked in rum, spiced with nutmeg and cinnamon. Creamy tonka follows, with cypriol adding a subtle animalic edge. Sweet yet sultry, it’s indulgent, playful, and irresistibly seductive. Long lasting and projecting.
About the bottle: Luxury at its wildest. A bold expression of niche perfumery with a 30–40% concentration. Wild, uncompromising, and for those who refuse to blend in. A statement scent that lasts from morning to morning, vivid and unapologetically alive. The core BORNTOSTANDOUT® collection.
About the Fragrance: Let your inner monkey out. Nanatopia is your permission slip to embrace the silly, the sweet, the slightly unhinged side of yourself. Life’s too short for boring. This fragrance is mischief, bottled—a reminder that sometimes the most delicious moments are the ones fueled by pure, joyful chaos.
Product Disclosures:Consult a specialist if there are abnormal symptoms or side effects such as red spots, swelling, or itching due to direct sunlight when using or after using cosmetics. Refrain from using the wound area. Keep it out of the reach of children. Keep it away from direct sunlight. Flammable until dry. Keep away from heat or flame. Avoid spraying in eyes. For external use only.
-Spray an appropriate amount on the desired area, such as behind the ears and wrists.
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BORNTOSTANDOUT® is an artistic perfumery made for the misfits, rebels, and rule-breakers, those who live life far beyond the comfort zone. Our scents are fun, carefree, rebellious, crafted for those who live by their own rules. We move through life on autopilot, following rules we never agreed to, fitting into boxes we never chose. But who decides what “normal” even means?