MUSK À LA POIRE 11
Transparent skin. An invisible scent. Sunlight dripping sweetly across the skin. This is not a fragrance. This is a sensation as if you are wearing on your skin something almost naked, shapeless, hardly a scent at all, yet it makes others unable to stop coming closer.

VERY FRESH. VERY CLEAN. VERY SWEET. YET UNSEEN. White musk is the soul of this composition but not the dry, powdery kind. It appears like skin freshly washed and kissed by early morning sunlight: crystal clear, soft, dewy. You don’t quite know what you’re smelling, but you want more.

Comice pear, the most expensive pear in the world, plays a crucial role. Not fruitiness, but the effect of fruit melting into skin. Sweet just enough, faintly green, silky like slicing a chilled pear with a glass knife and pressing it against the skin. It melts. It seeps in. It leaves the sensation of pear juice slowly trickling down your collarbone. Ambergris lies in the base. You cannot clearly detect it, yet it holds everything together: it anchors the musk so it doesn’t drift away, it keeps the pear from thinning out, it preserves that feeling of skin lightly kissed with a sweet-salty touch.

“11” – ELEVEN MONTHS TO FIND EXACTLY ONE FEELING. Not too much. Not too little. It took us eleven months to create this scent until everything balanced so perfectly it was no longer a perfume, but your skin’s own scent only more beautiful.