Leaving Paris, heading south, you reach the Cap d’Antibes. It’s here in this white house that you can find those forgotten feelings of the breeze that freshens the veranda, of the warmth of the steps leading to the garden, and of the turquoise water gleaming in the pool. Laying down under the lemon trees, in the shade, scanning the blue sky, where a few clouds drift, lost. The song of the cicadas is slowly replaced by laughter. The sun’s rays stroke your face, feeling soothed; seduced by the sweetness of summer.

NOTES
Top: Essence of Moroccan neroli, essence of Italian mandarin, essence of Italian lemon, fig accord
Heart: Moroccan orange blossom absolute, jasmine, strawberry neo jungle essence, eucalyptus essence, everlasting flower absolute
Base: White musk, patchouli from Indonesia, vetiver from Haiti, taonka bean absolute