La nymphe & le poète
Floral – Fresh Sensual
Romanticism, Romantic Poetry of the 19th century.
At the beginning of the XIXth century, a new sensitivity magnifying the expression of feelings to the passions inflames Europe. Resulting from political and social upheavals, it is first of all essentially political. Questioning people on their deep aspirations in the face of authoritarian dynasties, it puts artists before an uncertain and dark destiny.
Nourishing their imagination, opposing feeling to reason, it becomes a cultural movement seeking through exoticism, mythology, irrationality, melancholy, and passions a means of escape and delight.
A Rose-Tea with accents of violet and spices. The singularity of an original material: the absolute of rose-tea leaves whose complex greenness responds to the amber warmth of the branches of Cistus.
An imaginary idyll between the nymph Erato and the German poet Novalis.
“The reputation of the province of Isparta in Turkey comes from the rose oil obtained from a variety called the “Summer Roses of Isparta” which grow in profusion in the gardens and terraced fields on the gentle slopes of the mountains. The roses are picked early in the morning when they are half open and their fragrance is at its most fragrant…intense, rich, slightly spicy.
Explore the world of the Rose a little more with PillowPoem, the pillow mist and La Rose d’Isparta, the messenger candle…
Pillowpoem is composed of Grapefruit, Tea Rose, Peony and Sandalwood leaves, synonymous with freshness, soothing and serenity. Spray a few minutes before bedtime, Pillowpoem will envelop your bed with a delicate floral and romantic veil, tenderly woody, predisposing the place to a soft plenitude, a night in the garden of poets…
la rose d'isparta
La Rose d’Isparta shines in this neo-Cyprus accord where blackcurrant, patchouli leaves and agarwood shape a baroque sophistication.
The collection of Candles Messengers containing a message of friendship.
“Je ne sais où va mon chemin… Mais je marche mieux quand ma main serre la tienne” Alfred de Musset (1810-1857)
“Si on me presse de dire pourquoi je l’aimais, je sens que cela ne peut s’exprimer qu’en répondant : Parceque c’était lui, parceque c’était moi.” Michel de Montaigne (1553-1592)