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“I am a delicacy from elsewhere, brought back from China in traditional porcelain pots. Treasure of perfumers, inspiration of tales and legends, my Osmanthus flower penetrates hearts with a tender feeling of softness, voluptuousness and nostalgia.
I am an exquisite elixir whose olfactory beauty is unparalleled. My floral heart, as soft as velvet, is supported by the roundness of Musk and the vibrancy of Pink Peppercorns. Affirmed and refined, my wake marks the spirits with a subtle and luminous imprint.
I am the memory of an emotion, felt by my perfumer on the other side of the world, striking and persistent, on the discovery of the Forbidden City. Poetry of a different moment, lived with dazzle. I am Osmanthus. »
A word from the Perfumer:
"I created this wake of Osmanthus, to keep alive the memory of an emotion that seized me in the Forbidden City. Poetry of a different moment lived with dazzling on the other side of the world, it is the tight thread that presides over creation to transmit to us a delicacy from elsewhere. Originally from China, this unique flower has traveled in traditional porcelain pots in the form of concrete."
“I am a delicacy from elsewhere, brought back from China in traditional porcelain pots. Treasure of perfumers, inspiration of tales and legends, my Osmanthus flower penetrates hearts with a tender feeling of softness, voluptuousness and nostalgia.
I am an exquisite elixir whose olfactory beauty is unparalleled. My floral heart, as soft as velvet, is supported by the roundness of Musk and the vibrancy of Pink Peppercorns. Affirmed and refined, my wake marks the spirits with a subtle and luminous imprint.
I am the memory of an emotion, felt by my perfumer on the other side of the world, striking and persistent, on the discovery of the Forbidden City. Poetry of a different moment, lived with dazzle. I am Osmanthus. »
A word from the Perfumer:
"I created this wake of Osmanthus, to keep alive the memory of an emotion that seized me in the Forbidden City. Poetry of a different moment lived with dazzling on the other side of the world, it is the tight thread that presides over creation to transmit to us a delicacy from elsewhere. Originally from China, this unique flower has traveled in traditional porcelain pots in the form of concrete."