An embrace one would never want to let go of.

Bare feet strike the red earth. They kick it up, forming a brown cloud that drifts with the wind. Little by little, the cloud thins out, until it suddenly dissipates on contact with hard, cold tarmac.

Towédé has left a magical land where spirits drift amongst the trees, for a new land that scorns myths and the paranormal. A land that proclaims its modernity and rationality.

But Towédé is a force that nothing can suppress. It is a fierce gentleness, a wild tenderness. Towédé is the meeting of two worlds. They coexist, encroach upon one another, intertwine, intermingle and interpret one another. Yet a balance is struck without one giving way to the other, without one completely validating the other.

Nutmeg, cinnamon, ambergris, sandalwood, leather, dark chocolate, cashmeran, vanilla, patchouli

Margaux Le Paih Guérin

Alcohol denat., Parfum (fragrance), Aqua (water), Benzyl Alcohol, Benzyl Benzoate, Cinnamal, Eugenol, Farsenol, Isoeugenol, Limonene, Linalool.