Impertinent insolence linsolence is a spark in the eyes an intrepid smile that knows no fear and fears no one an amused silence its a bearing a careless grace an ironic elegance she is bold with style to boot to top it off for nothing in the world would she be like everyone else created by the sculptor serge mansau the bottle seems carved in light with the exception of the guerlain stamp on the cap and the name of the perfume on a silver circle nothing comes between the glass