A suave and delicate opening, loving from its first olfactory steps, a gentle note of Bergamot and Mandarin opens the way to the heart, a white canvas sprinkled with Green Tea, on which rests Osmanthus: warm, voluptuous and fruity, the same canvas on which rests the poetry of the Champaca flower, in its Asian scents I recall my beloved Asia and the walks through the forests, next to them the great Magnolia is a dedication. In the background, the sweetness of Benzoin from Laos, the care of Sandalwood and the memories of Mate tell a delicate tale. Osmanthus grows in our garden today, giving us a fragrant, delicate bloom in autumn. On autumn evenings, as I walk, its fruity scent takes me back to Laos, Indochina. It reminds me of the feeling I have for the woman I love every day. I would like more time again, and again, and again....
