An elegance out of time, enigmatic and dreamer.
Everything was born in Istanbul. Each of us lives a rite of passage in our life and for me it was that journey, between the chaotic voices of the great bazaar and the swirling scent of spices of the ancient market
. 1# Travel note (Rites de Passage) is a dedication to nomads, to the souls always on the road, to unreliable spirits. A warm and spicy perfume, which from the first notes of black pepper, grapefruit and bergamot, celebrates the door
To the east that was Constantinople. A constantly evolving perfume, an olfactory metamorphosis that runs among the spices of the great bazaar at the scent of the ancient and precious market fabrics. The perfume comes to
His beating heart, a warm Bouquet by Ylang - Ylang, Jasmine, Geranium and Rose Wood. A dusty echo of nostalgia. From herbalist to perfumer, I left my way, of the "medical plant", to undertake a
New path, the perfume as a "olfactory memory". Finally, I intertwined notes, to create a woody, resinous and deep background, benzoino, vetiver, patchouli, sandal and incense. How to be in the end
of the journey, alone in one's own self, in a mystical and spiritual place of this magical city, of this suggestive door that looks at the East.
