MARION MAIMON photography

MONIQUE LE DOLÉDEC words

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Facing the horizon, the gaze is lost in the instant when the sun's rays are inclined. The blue changes to pink, the electric air is charged with opposites: the heat of the day and the mystery of the night.

Master perfumer Jacques Cavallier-Belletrud illustrates this magic with the zesty, sweet-acid freshness of a tangerine, coated with the vanilla, resinous and powdery sweetness of benzoin. Feline, the secret amber seed gives a scratch on the skin with its musky animal notes. One is reassured, the whole keeps a distinguished elegance very French Style.

In search of a contemporary mystical ritual, Comme des Garçons invites the spirits to sit humbly on the ground around an altar of offerings to the gods of the 21st century. At the crossroads between the spiritual, the mineral, and the vegetal, Red is its name, color of fire and blood, intrigues, provokes and stirs up the most jaded.

Under the artistic direction of Christian Astuguevieille, the perfumer Nathalie Gracia-Cetto intertwines the woody and ashen volutes of the most beautiful incense with the moist and earthy juice of beet root. A fragile and very successful balance that lifts the soul as much as it consumes the body.

A crazy race in a field of multicolored shoots, the light and freshness of spring nimbles the painting with a veil of innocence. Adolescence twirls in the fresh air like a kite. The sky is blue, the pink and fruity flowers have the taste of intense joy and an intoxicating dance. The almost bitter blackcurrant berry and saffron pistil with spicy-leathery accents sow confusion in the head, while discreet amber and vanilla ensure the appeasement of the senses.

Looking at the world on tiptoe, from the top of a pair of pumps, influences the point of view. Between fragility and sensuality, the filter of glamour nimbles the reality of our fantasies. We are ready to enter the stage, in the conical ray of light crossing the cabaret stretched with heavy carmine velvet curtains.

The atmosphere is warm and reassuring. A cocoon where vanilla rice powder covers the silkiness of violet and iris evoking lipstick. A spicy hint of cardamom conjures up the image of harems. The orientalist painting is perfect, the odalisque has its perfume.

Here, the atmosphere is filled with refinement and delight, promise and sensuality. The house perfumer Delphine Jeck translates impatience and languor, desire and restraint in a majestic opus, a tribute to the iris, one of the richest and rarest natural raw materials in perfumery.

These powdery fragrances, which are not without evoking the scent of violet lipstick, are modernized by extracts of roasted coffee. Cardamom seeds, vanilla stain and sandalwood create an exotic scent like tales of faraway travels. An artificial paradise for altered states of consciousness - and desires.

In search of a contemporary mystical ritual, Comme des Garçons invites the spirits to sit humbly on the ground around an altar of offerings to the gods of the 21st century. At the crossroads between the spiritual, the mineral, and the vegetal, Red is its name, color of fire and blood, intrigues, provokes and stirs up the most jaded.

Under the artistic direction of Christian Astuguevieille, the perfumer Nathalie Gracia-Cetto intertwines the woody and ashen volutes of the most beautiful incense with the moist and earthy juice of beet root. A fragile and very successful balance that lifts the soul as much as it consumes the body.

A crazy race in a field of multicolored shoots, the light and freshness of spring nimbles the painting with a veil of innocence. Adolescence twirls in the fresh air like a kite. The sky is blue, the pink and fruity flowers have the taste of intense joy and an intoxicating dance. The almost bitter blackcurrant berry and saffron pistil with spicy-leathery accents sow confusion in the head, while discreet amber and vanilla ensure the appeasement of the senses.

Looking at the world on tiptoe, from the top of a pair of pumps, influences the point of view. Between fragility and sensuality, the filter of glamour nimbles the reality of our fantasies. We are ready to enter the stage, in the conical ray of light crossing the cabaret stretched with heavy carmine velvet curtains.

The atmosphere is warm and reassuring. A cocoon where vanilla rice powder covers the silkiness of violet and iris evoking lipstick. A spicy hint of cardamom conjures up the image of harems. The orientalist painting is perfect, the odalisque has its perfume.

Here, the atmosphere is filled with refinement and delight, promise and sensuality. The house perfumer Delphine Jeck translates impatience and languor, desire and restraint in a majestic opus, a tribute to the iris, one of the richest and rarest natural raw materials in perfumery.

These powdery fragrances, which are not without evoking the scent of violet lipstick, are modernized by extracts of roasted coffee. Cardamom seeds, vanilla stain and sandalwood create an exotic scent like tales of faraway travels. An artificial paradise for altered states of consciousness - and desires.