Annick Goutal
ROSE POMPON
Eau de Parfum

1.140,00 Kn

Rose Pompon is a garden rose with a thousand petals. It contains in its heart a sweet and airy scent, too fragile for a perfumed essence to be extracted. Rose Pompon recreates its illusion thanks to a precise blend of two origins of Damascena rose: Bulgarian rose, with a fresh and delicately fruity floral scent, and Taif rose, more sensual with its honeyed facets. Underlined with a hint of raspberry, to perfect the magic, this duo of roses reproduces as precisely as possible the unique and romantic scent of a pompom rose.

Annick Goutal
ROSE POMPON
Eau de Toilette

955,00 Kn

As you stroll down Rue des Rosiers in Paris, you can feel the vibrant, sparkling atmosphere along the cobblestone street, punctuated with the laughter from café terraces and snippets of shopkeepers’ conversations. In the spring, the climbing rose bushes flower in clusters. The wind stirs their pompom blossoms and swirls their refreshing scent with the sweet, tangy smell of pastries.

Annick Goutal
EAU D’HADRIEN
Eau de Parfum

1.132,00 Kn

The burning sun and the blinding light of Tuscany add to the charm of the cypress-lined terraces. The hottest hour of the day is the best time to sink into the soft shade of the lemon trees and reread a few passages from Memoirs of Hadrian.

Annick Goutal
BOIS D’HADRIEN
Eau de Parfum

1.194,00 Kn

The waning daylight is an invitation to halt in the ochre hills of Tuscany. At this very moment, the evening reveals fragrances in all their glory. The warm notes of cypress waft from the undergrowth creating an impression of everlasting peace, as the scent of the lemon trees rolls down the hillside. A typical Italian landscape and the setting of Memoirs of Hadrian.

Annick Goutal
BOIS D’HADRIEN
Eau de Parfum

1.194,00 Kn

The waning daylight is an invitation to halt in the ochre hills of Tuscany. At this very moment, the evening reveals fragrances in all their glory. The warm notes of cypress waft from the undergrowth creating an impression of everlasting peace, as the scent of the lemon trees rolls down the hillside. A typical Italian landscape and the setting of Memoirs of Hadrian.