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Ambre Safrano

Transport your olfactory senses to the remarkable heat of the East with Ambre Safrano by BDK Parfums.

Intense, sensual notes of saffron, suede and sandalwood reflect the scent of the burning temperatures of this atmosphere, while leather and soft, gourmand notes delicately balance oakwood and vanilla.

Ambre Safrano by BDK Parfums is a Woody Spi
 

French Bouquet

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 Amelie Bourgeois, French Bouquet is a traditional chypre in which bergamot, rose, jasmine, oak moss and musk are revealed and sublimat
 

Nuit De Sable

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. Oblivious of the time that passed, reality en
 

Pas Ce Soir

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 her necklace out from her purse. Her white shirt slightly open highlights her inviting curves. She adds a bit more black
 

Rouge Smoking

At nightfall, the sky becomes misty letting the red light of the mill glimpse 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 body lin
 

Sel d'Argent

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 ear