Hora

Carried away with their golden whirlwind dance, the autumn leaves are dancing. Arms that, for so long, have been yearning for each other, are intertwined in links of joy. Ripe grapes fulfil their fate squashed between lips pulsating in expectation of a kiss. Shoulder by shoulder in a mesmerising dance of leaves, fruits and feelings.

Hora – just love! Nothing below, nothing above!

Olfactive family: Floral fruity

Head notes: Ripe grapes, honeysuckle, blackcurrant and creme caramel

Heart notes: White dahlia, peach, tuberose

Base notes: Vanilla and wild honey