One winter's morning, the house still asleep, the air filled with a soft, cottony warmth. Outside, the biting cold freezes the landscape under an immaculate veil, while inside, the subdued light caresses the still-warm sheets. It's that moment suspended between dream and awakening, when you curl up in the tenderness of the morning.

Pepper, iris, angelica root, vetiver, incense, white musk

Patrice Revillard

Alcohol denat. (SD alcohol 40-B), Parfum (Fragrance), Aqua (water), POGOSTEMON CABLIN OIL, PINENE, LIMONENE, BETA-CARYOPHYLLENE, TERPINOLENE, BENZYL BENZOATE, ISOEUGENOL, ALPHA-TERPINENE