Aromatic Hesperide; Masc. Top notes: Grapefruit, Citrus, Tangerine, Eucalyptus Heart notes:Nutmeg, Pepper Base notes:Cedar, Incense, Vetiver, Pine cone
Main Note: Citrus, Black Pepper, Eucalyptus, Woods, Cedar
He was born in Nantes, at the beginning of that century of discoveries. The close ocean took him far away, inspiring in him extraordinary novels of adventure. Inspired by the father of literary science fiction, this eau de parfum, breathes its aromatic Hesperides-like scents, just as a marine breeze over a wild heath.
The scent of a treasure chest crafted from precious Wood and filled with Spices from faraway lands, stowed on a boat sailing uncharted seas.
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Hesperide Gourmand; Fém. Top notes:Grapefruit, Orange, Citrus, Tangerine, Bergamot, Lime Heart notes: Lily of the Valley, Orange Blossom, Spring Flowers, Violet, Lavender Base notes: Vanilla, Caramel, White Musk
Main Notes: Tangerine, Lilly of the Valley, White Musk
Having chosen her third name as a pen name, she was to become an admired literary woman, famous for both her literary and sensual freedom. Reflecting this happy sensual woman, 1873 is a gourmand and refined eau de parfum. Unsettling White Flowers Blossom in a light bubble, sparkling with Tangerine and Lemon.
A fragrance intensified by Mediterranean Citrus, as blissful as a kiss of Lemon meringue tart.
Citrus, Floral; Unisex Top notes: Sweet Orange, Grapefruit, Yuzu Heart notes: Lotus, Neroli, Orange Blossom Base notes: White Musks, Vanilla, Vetiver
Main Notes: Yuzu, Neroli, White Musks
Green souls fall in love in the shade of Citrus trees. Your laughter exhales a song of Yuzu zests and my kisses flutter, white, like petals of Neroli – as they rest on your Grapefruit lips. Red. The pulp of my fingers run along your Jasmine neck, I drink the blue seas of your eyes and the smell of your smiles. There is a heat, a whiff of Vanilla, of two bodies entwined in a shape of White Musks. Hypnotic Lotus and dilated pupils, there comes from my fingers like a moan of Geranium, a desire to taste you like a sip of Orange juice. Green. I waft towards you on the wings of your skin-of-clouds. “Words do not lie”. There is no end to me.
This is a blue planet, juicy like an Orange whence Lotus and Orange Blossom spring like seaspray. A haze of White Musks and tropics of Neroli shape a continent of Vanilla deserts.
"The Earth is blue like an Orange" This is the perfume of Love.