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Perfumer: Alex Lee

Maple syrup. Aged rum. Pure indulgence. This isn't just a scent – it's a decadent escape. Wear it, and see where the night takes you.

Baronda is the perfume of hedonistic pleasures, of throwing caution to the wind, of no longer giving a f**k. Whisky and honey are the opening act here, loosening inhibitions and smoothing the way for a long cruise through cinnamon, immortelle, vanilla and resinous amber.

You will always want more of this fragrance. The fleeting animality of cumin merges with the warm and powerful cinnamon, and the intense syrupy trail of rum reveals itself to be a fleeting pleasure.

The spicy and generous matriarch, vanilla, in search of vital euphoria, duplicates itself to the point of paroxysm. In its insatiable quest, it drags davana, whose fruity aromatic bipolarity is completed by the warm tones of cistus. Despite all this, it is not enough, the feeling of unfulfillment persists, like the woody ardor of chestnut and the biting character of vetiver. There is still desire, a desire conveyed through the vibrations of amber woods and the technology of Vinyl Gaiacol.

Perfumer: MATHILDE BIJAOUI

‘All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream’

From "A Dream Within a Dream" by Edgar Allen Poe

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A visionary scent, pulled from the unconscious mind via an ocean of gauzy marine dreams. Sogno Reale brims with brine-leather, sea urchins and electrified air. Calm sea meets volcanic fumes, woods and a sun-bright shock of lemon and bergamot. Warm rum and sweet, earthen patchouli swirl protectively around gentle tuberose and a quiet dose of hyraceum, warming its fur in the Mediterranean sun.  Sogno Reale is balm for the soul; a talisman dreamed into existence, the unconscious mind made extraordinary perfumed flesh.

Some of us have known it, others have yet to experience it, but we are all waiting or looking for it. It will come. True love is an eternal beginning again

Perfumer: PAUL GUERLAIN

Seduction is a skill; attraction, an instinct. The decor is in place: a wooden table, leather stools, a few irises to decorate and, temptingly, plump cherries. Alternating between gallant delicacy and implicit animality. Elegance obliges, serve the other first, a nod to the ceremonial tradition of sake and kirsch. A toast to good fortune, renewal and the infinite possibilities of late evening. Getting to know each other and devouring each other at the same time. Enjoy the present with passion and gratitude. Invite or acquiesce. All that remains is to choose between ephemeral or eternal adventure.

A luscious, liqueur-like cherry melts into the powdery, iridescent meanders of sake. Saffron unfurls its leathery facets, extending into a firm, comfortable suede accord. Wood and moss add a woody patina.

The famed summer rose of Isparta, Turkey gives its name to the 26th fragrance from the esteemed Pierre Guillaume.

Specially picked early in the morning when their alluring scent is strongest, the half open petals still glistening with dew the Isparta’s summer roses has an intense, rich and lightly spicy character.

Opening with delectable red fruits, Isparta starts with a subtle harmonious sweet accord.

The mysterious character of the rose is heightened by balmy and resinous facets, veiling the rose with clouds of incense and smoked agarwood.

With a deep velvety base of amber and musk, PG26 Isparta is an alluring and bewitching rose perfect for exploring the darker side of spring.

Pair this perfume with the indulgent Isparta hand and body wash infused with the same fragrance.

‘All the soarings of my mind begin in my blood’

Rainer Maria Rilke

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A perfumed celebration of saints and superstitions, centred around a fierce fenugreek absolute note lavished with singed pyrazines, sacrificial myrrh and mournful molten honey poured over everything like amber rain.  Meadow blooms, sticky dark resins, pungent balms and ashen clouds of iris swirl like dramatic weather.

 Perfumer: Miroslav Petkov

A bestial intense animalic amber serving the visceral image of a wild stallion. Patchouli and labdanum harmonise to a rich decadent leather while hits of oriental osmanthus add to the floral sweetness which in turn is balanced by spicy cypriol and vetiver. Stunning and magnificent.

In fleeting top notes Myrtle, fragile as the promises of love, encounters the preciousness of saffron, merging into an indomitable desire for eros.

The luxuriant notes of honey are exalted by the jasmine night breeze that pervades the home of the chaste lovers, among the frescoes, on a thalamus of rose petals.

The mysterious notes of incense and sweet vanilla blend with the oriental contamination of amber and labdanum that fades into the ancient aroma of agar wood, sealing the essence of Castiamanti, expression of rich Pompeii.