Night engulfs everything. My headlights pierce the darkness, the engine purrs in the silence. The smell of leather, of warm asphalt, the wind caressing my skin. The raspberry taste of her balm lingers on my lips. Everything is both still and vibrant. The night belongs to me. Carried by this freedom, I touch the very peak of the night: Un Air d’Apogée.
aniseed, sage, mimosa, cedar, iris, rose, raspberry, Balkan tobacco, leather, rockrose, ambrox
Nathalie Lorson
A "headspace" of the leather seats of a vintage Jaguar was created to capture its leathery notes. This technology also allows for animal nuances while maintaining a vegan composition.
