LEATHERY FLESH - MAIE PIOU

Your second skin, your venom and your antidote Night mane, saffron fleece, stigmata of red gold. Oriental ode to shards of leather envenomed with tuberose. “Through this perfume I wanted to warm your being and also, to awaken the sensual, almost animal part, lurking in each of us. May he give you the strength to attempt the unspeakable! » Jean-Charles Sommerard