Independent perfume house based in Palais Royal, Paris.
Creative fragrances with high quality of raw materials inspired by characters, movements, and silhouettes
The House proposes qualitative and distinctive fragrances, inspired by characters, movements, silhouettes, and moments. These creations all have a common a universe centered on words and tales, halfway between fantasy and reality. No preconceived formulas in this House, we are in presence of conscientious artisan work enabling the creation of exceptional fragrances.
Quai Saint-Bernard, near the Jardin des Plantes, the first couples arrive at the Tino-Rossi garden. As the night falls, the number of dancers increases and the bleachers fill up. Under the silver moon and the lights of the tourist barges that criss-cross the quay a few metres away, the bodies mingle to the rhythm of the music. It is then that two glances cross paths. A discreet invitation brings them to the centre of the track. As if they were carried away, they dance in the heat of the night. From this hand-to-hand seduction punctuated by knowing smiles, they end up slipping away to give free flow to more carnal desires. In the early morning, the sheets give off a scent of sleepless nights, mischievous and lascivious embraces.
Top Notes:Fig, Black Tea, Cardamom Essence Heart Notes:Absolute of Iris, Bourbon Vetiver Base Notes:Sandalwood from India, Absolute of Tonka Bean
Just like every night, Madam is getting ready in her office. She won’t have time to go back home. She freshens up, touches her make-up: red velour lipstick sometimes Bordeaux depending on her mood. She brushes her hair and takes out her necklace from her purse. Her white shirt slightly open highlights her inviting curves. She adds a bit more black to her eyes. She slams the front door as her heels strides on the sidewalk. Just like every Thursdays, she’s going to the cabaret Place de la Concorde. Madam has high hopes like every night. She likes people; she loves life. She finds a stool at the bar and orders a whiskey with ice before lighting her cigarette. In the darkness, she makes out a silhouette in front of her. She turns to the side. It’s him. It’s always him. Their path often cross but they never speak. She smiles, gets up and goes dancing. Alone. Men line up for her attention, she politely replies. Madam is chic, she responds. Close to 2am while a dandy looking men catches her eyes and invites her to dance. She abides but only for a short period, she leans in says she has to go home. She likes him but the morning is soon approaching. She leaves after whispering these words in his ears... « Not tonight ».
Top Notes:Black pepper, Ginger, Mandarin Heart Notes:Moroccan jasmine, Quince chutney, Orange blossom Base Notes:Cashmeran, Patchouli of Singapour, Amber Wood
Concentrated at 30%, Gris Charnel Extrait reveals the intensity of the original signature to extract a richer and more faceted version. A new creation, where the woody essence of patchouli is invited and brings depth to the sandalwood and tonka bean that reveal themselves more textured and warm. Voluptuous, vanilla underlines this trail with an ambery and smoked roundness. At the top, the freshness and vibrant cardamom combines with the delicacy of a fig with green and fruity accents. A bright opening that illuminates the opulent note of the fragrance.
"Gris Charnel Extrait magnifies for me this Parisian sensuality already present in Gris Charnel. Parisian sensuality is expressed in many ways. I find it fascinating to be able to imagine all forms of sensuality through the eyes of Parisians. Everyone has their own definition and lives it with a fascinating freedom" David Benedek
A dense and potent elixir that pays tribute to the most famous of all flowers used in perfumery. David Benedek chose to work with rose in a different manner in order to unveil its atypical facets. Tabac Rose is a fragrance that expresses textures, highlighting oriental and mysterious sensuality depicted in layers of pink, purple and plum shades. Opulent addictive tobacco, boosted by delectable plum and chocolate join forces with the majestic Turkish rose. IFF perfumer Julien Rasquinet brought contrast by adding spicy notes of pink pepper and cinnamon. The sweet voluptuousness is prolonged thanks to the deep and mystical notes of patchouli and labdanum.
Top Notes:Pink pepper from Madagascar, Plum Accord, Lemon from Italy Heart Notes:Rose from Turkey, Cinnamon from Madagascar, Chocolate Accord Base Notes:Tobacco Absolute from the Balkans, Patchouli oil from Indonesia, Labdanum resin from Spain
At nightfall, the sky becomes misty letting the red light of the mill glimpsing through the window. The horns sound and the spirit of celebration comes to the city. In front of her mirror, she’s getting ready and doing her makeup. It’s time for beauty to go on stage. She goes toward her wardrobe, inspired by that tuxedo that will enhance her bodylines. It is the Parisian glam, she knows it well, the trends too. Her bohemian style and erotic energy leaves indelible footprints on the streets. She is Pigalle, beautiful and mysterious...
Top Notes:Bergamot from Italy, Cherry Accord, Pink Berries Heart Notes:Black Vanilla, Heliotrope Base Notes:Ambroxan, Cashmeran, Tonka Bean, Labdanum, White Musk
Tonka bean is an ingredient full of contrasts, sometimes reminiscent of vanilla leather, sometimes of almonds, sometimes even revealing chocolatey facets. BDK ParfumsVelvet Tonka is characterized by its trilogy of tonka bean, orange blossom and almond. When worn on the skin, it coats it like an oriental delicacy dusted with icing sugar. The balmy tonka bean is adorned with almonds and rose petals for a velvety touch, and with a hint of tobacco absolute to give it a honeyed feel. In the base, addictive notes of milky amyris wood unfurl, enhanced by ambroxan and vanilla absolute for an unparalleled velvetiness and sensuality. Velvet Tonka is a tribute to the Moroccan origins of founder David Benedek and to the iconography associated with the region through its flavors and its landscapes, like a sweet, indulgent breeze coming straight from the Atlas Mountains.
Orange blossom, Almond, Rose absolute, Tobacco absolute from the Balkans, Tonka bean absolute, Vanilla absolute from Madagascar, Amyris wood essence, Amber woods
It’s the Indian summer, when the hot days are over and the sweet freshness of the evening begins to fall. A sensual elixir marked with white and beige hues, a pure representation of contemporary sensuality. The perfume evolves through the monochromatic style of Rothko where materials are dancing in circle one after another one. The leather is stripped down, dusted of any impurities, made it white and pure. The green notes embrace passionately while musk and bergamot push to the skies of Italy.
Top Notes:Mandarin, Bergamot, Pineapple Heart Notes:Pink Berries, White Suede, Sandalwood Base Notes:Vanilla, Birch Oil, White Musk, Grey Musk
Nonchalant, she walks with regular strides. Her headpiece and the swing of her hips are well rehearsed. She doesn’t want to seem to pretty in her white headdress. Sovereign, she faints ignorance while passer-by’s stares cover the light coloured turban that unfolds in a corolla. Her frail silhouette sways proudly under the weight of this crown of sunshine: the envy of all flowers.
Top Notes:Pink Peppercorn, Geranium of Egypt Heart Notes:Tuberose of India, Ylang Ylang of Comoros, Sambac Jasmine, Iris, Jasmine of Egypt Base Notes:Cashmeran, Sandalwood, Incense of Somalia, Vanilla of Madagascar, Patchouli of Singapour, Benzoin of Sumatra, Cypress
Late afternoon on the rocks of the Isle of Beauty. The silver sea glimmers under the fading light. Our last swim was barely an hour ago and I can still taste the salt on my skin. The waves are subsiding little by little, and the moon, discreet, is rising in the sky as the red sun sets. On the way home, the scent of the fig trees perfumes the early evening and the fresh, clear sea air already signals the wistfulness of the end of summer.
Top Notes:Essence of Italian Bergamot, Grapefruit, Salted Accord Heart Notes:Orange Blossom Absolute from Tunisia, Ylang-Ylang Essence from Madagascar, Galbanum Essence from Iran Base Notes:Ambroxan, Cashmeran, Timbersilk, White Musk
Leaving Paris, heading south, I reach the Cap d’Antibes. It’s here in this white house that I find those forgotten feelings again, of the breeze that freshens the veranda, of the warmth of the steps leading to the garden, and of the turquoise water gleaming in the pool. I lie down under the lemon trees, in the shade, and scan the blue sky, where a few clouds drift, lost. The song of the cicadas is slowly replaced by laughter. The sun’s rays stroke my face, and I am soothed; seduced by the sweetness of summer.
Citrus Riviera Fragrance Notes:
Moroccan Neroli, Italian Mandarin, Italian Lemon, Fig, Moroccan Orange Blossom Absolute Jasmine, Strawberry, Eucalyptus, Everlasting Flower Absolute, Patchouli from Indonesia, Vetiver from Haiti, Tonka Bean Absolute
In this garden of the sumptuous Palais Royal, out of sight, the pages of a book are slowly turning. Intrigued, a silhouette advances to start the conversation. It is there, at the end of the afternoon, sitting on a bench in front of a sumptuous bed of roses with a scent mixed with sand, where they meet. Carefree of the time that passes, reality ends up catching them. The guard’s keys come to close the garden doors...
Top Notes:Cardamom from Guatemala, Nutmeg from Indonesia, Cumin Heart Notes:Absolute of Rose from Turkey, Rose Oxide, Hot Sand Accord Base Notes:Sandalwood from Australia, Absolute of Tonka Bean, Ambroxan, Musk
She’s getting ready. It’s a beautiful day. The sky is blue. She puts her naked foot on the floor and like a dancer, travels the distance of the mirrored hallway to the dressing table. It’s one of her favourite spots. She likes getting pretty there. There are only flowers from the garden, and both her hands, fresh and clean, which seem to spin around them. Her right hand, agile and light, grabs her powder, then a bottle of perfume. Her left hand clutches eye shadow and nude lipstick. She then moves on to the closet, where she picks a light dress and fixes a rebel strap. She slides on pair of heels and fastens a belt around her waist. Just like every morning, she walks towards her balcony full of flowers. It’s on the 4th floor and overlooks the gardens of Palais Royal. She is happy and thinks of her day ahead, smiling.
Top Notes:Pear, Blackcurrant, Strawberry Heart Notes:Rose of Turkey, Sambac Jasmine, Lorenox Base Notes:Musk, Cedar, Amber
He walks along the long wooded pathway and a strange light shimmering with gold appears. Suddenly, the skies darkens, rainfall drops on his skin pushed by a slight breeze. Silhouettes form behind him and he realises he’s being followed. A sweet and melodious chant almost surreal emerges. Behind this wall of Jasmine flowers is a fairy. She is laying on the water, her golden hair caressing the stream. He is fascinated and approaches her to collect drops of this precious elixir. But before night falls, he must leave. These woods are as gorgeous as they are mysterious.
Top Notes:Plum, Pear Heart Notes:Jasmine of Egypt, Sambac Jasmine, Rose of Turkey, Dhavanam Base Notes:Incense of Somalia, Vanilla of Madagascar, Patchouli of Indonesia, Labdanum of Spain, Cypriol Nagarmotha of India
"I imagined a garden of orange trees in Capri, a garden of abundance overlooking the Faraglioni, thousand-year-old rocks eroded by the wind, the rain and the sea. When the sun is barely down, this garden takes on an air of honeyed sweetness."
"When I first discovered Capri, I had the strange and fascinating sensation that time had stopped. Walking on the heights of the island, under the light of the setting sun, I could see sumptuous villas. In their alleys, the bigaradiers give off their fragrant scent. For me, it is like a solar joy, between optimism and serenity. This new creation from the Collection Azur is an invitation to live the dolce vita." David Benedek
French Bouquet is a homage to the legacy of French perfumes in the 1970s. It showcases authentic Parisian sophistication and the capital's passion-filled nights, embodying the ultimate in French elegance. Created by Amélie Bourgeois (Flair), French Bouquet is a traditional chypre in which bergamot, rose, jasmine, oak moss and musk are revealed and sublimated by aldehydes. Their slightly oily and metallic potency gives a powdery appeal, as well as whitens and brightens the flowers in the chypre accord. This fragrance is the quintessence of French perfume, said Vesa Kalho, Beauty Buyer at Harrods.
Top Notes:Aldehyde C12, Coriander, Bergamot from Italy Heart Notes:Rose from Morocco, Jasmine from India, Orange Blossom from Tunisia Base Notes:Labdanum from Spain, Tobacco from Cuba, Vetiver from Haiti, Patchouli from Indonesia, Violet, Sandalwood, Tonka Bean
At dawn, the doors close. The light coloured marble has kept the intoxicating heat of the day. It seems as if the lush garden is soothing, and the trees open their arms. The desert’s night creeps under the arcades and the garden seems circled by alcoves. Someone silently crosses the darkness. You can hear the subtle sound of fabric draping like a cloak over the discreet sound of the leather’s patina. The silhouette slow and haughty floats through the silenced garden. Maybe it’s Abramad... heavy door opens and a glimmer of light filters through. A proud shadow covers the stone in the trail of the golden light. She disappears. Lift your heard towards the seven windows of the palace opened like big black eyes. In the hushed obscurity, someone stands facing the desert.
Top Notes:Safran, Ginger Heart Notes:Rose of Turkey, Cumin Base Notes:Agarwood, Guaiac Wood, Rockrose, Incense, Patchouli, Castoreum, Orcanox