Top note · I
Calabrian Bergamot
Reggio Calabria, Italy
Cold-pressed at dawn from fruit still wet with sea mist. A bright, bitter-green spark that opens the night like a struck match.
- Sparkling
- Green
- Luminous
“Where midnight
meets amber.”
An extrait of Calabrian bergamot, night orchid and molten amber — composed to unfold over twelve hours on warm skin.



Top note · I
Reggio Calabria, Italy
Cold-pressed at dawn from fruit still wet with sea mist. A bright, bitter-green spark that opens the night like a struck match.
Top note · II
Île de la Réunion
Crushed rose-red berries — peppery, rosy, faintly resinous. The first shiver of spice as the scent meets warm skin.
Heart note · III
Nosy Be, Madagascar
Captured by headspace after midnight, when the bloom breathes strongest: velvety, plum-skinned, almost edible.
Heart note · IV
Florence, Italy
Rhizomes rested for three years, then distilled into orris butter — powdered, silvery, cool as moonlight on silk.
Base note · V
Labdanum & benzoin, Andalusia
A golden resin accord that glows on the skin like the last ember of a fire — warm, balsamic, quietly radiant.
Base note · VI
Madagascar · Mysore
Cured bourbon pods and creamy sandalwood — the soft trail that lingers on a silk scarf until morning.
Sillage
Drag through time to feel how N°9 evolves on the skin — from the bright crackle of bergamot to the slow, glowing warmth of amber.
The Flacon
Its octagonal body is cut from heavy crystal-clear glass, crowned by a brilliant-cut stopper that throws the light like a gemstone. The label is pure Paris: ivory, black, nothing more.

Worn
“It begins as light and ends as warmth — the hour between day and night, held on the skin.”
— Inès Morel, Master Perfumer
Les Nocturnes
One flacon, four juices — each composed for a different hour between dusk and dawn.

Extrait · Orchid · Amber
€320 · 100 ml
Eau de Parfum · Labdanum · Tonka
€265 · 100 ml
Eau de Parfum · Violet leaf · Ambergris
€265 · 100 ml
Eau de Parfum · Orris · Musk
€245 · 100 ml
A private consultation
Three questions, answered by instinct. We’ll find the hour of the night that belongs to you.
