UN JARDIN SUR LE TOIT

A perfumer's establishment is nowhere and everywhere. So one day I found what I thought was a remote garden. I went there several times. My footsteps triggered a burst of the smell of lush grass, of damp earth announcing that the garden was delighted for me to enter. It is a garden of pleasure, like us, who sing and love life… it is truly Parisian. Then I sprinkled it with a little light". - J.-C. E.