Sables

GOUTAL PARIS : Sables

An amber, woody, spicy, daring perfume... Burning...

Wild Immortals line the horizon, the heat is deliciously overwhelming and the sand is burning. It is the smell of an intoxicating summer, of a balzing sun under which one abandons oneself, during a nap by the sea. Annick Goutal composed Sables for the pleasure of remembering this moment of happiness spent in Corsica with her husband.