Goutal
EAU DU SUD
Eau de Toilette

176,00 

Before drifting into the long summer evening, the little village in Provence is deserted. It’s the sacred hour of the siesta. Only fragrances float through the air. The aroma of basil by the window sill. The scent of verbena wafting over the little stone wall. And in the shade of the orange trees on the square, the only sound is the bubbling fountain and the song of the cicadas.