We DO believe that perfume research is childish, foolish and fuzzy, and that the act of peering into the dark living essences is part of our lives.
Fragrances are made in our opinion only with materials of the highest quality. Scents are evocative, alive, vibrant: the whine about their restless nature, misinterpreting the unstable features of chemicals compounds, is complaining about the liveliness of a child growing up and eager to play.
We will continue tirelessly to evoke blissful feelings and unravel sensations, even in a dingy lab like the one where Frankenstein was born, for happiness consists of snatching moments to time going by. We'll take you through our reviews, our stories and our memories of perfumes, in a sort of Proustian trip around an infusion of lime. Forgive us for not being impartial. But the heart has more rooms than a brothel.
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