Perfume is an invitation to a dream, a poem of possibilities. For the master perfumer, exquisite raw botanicals not only suggest the place where they are grown, but also the feeling that place evokes. Especially the feeling of longing for that place when you’re far away.
Perfumer Aliénor Massenet was leafing through an atlas when she suddenly visualised sailing off the fabled island of Madagascar. The trade winds swelling with sensual hints of the land’s astonishing bounty. The heat of the sun amplifying the fantasy.
Notes: Bergamot, Immortelle, Madagascan Vanilla