Hot Couture Givenchy Eau de Parfum

Back to 2000. Everything was easy, the world, life, the new language. No worries, young, impulsive, wonderful. Tout était formidable. During my time in Paris, I was filled with a feeling that fluctuated between coolness and sexiness. It must be said that I snagged the most legendary jeans of all time at Mango in Paris, striking and not too stretchy with a golden M on the backside. I can only say très chic and très sexy. Who needs HAUT couture when you can get it HOT? So, on Rue de Rivoli, besides that significant Mango shop, was my favorite café, where I loved to enjoy my café au lait after a shopping spree, devouring a tiny raspberry tart and amusing myself with the tourists and their astonished eyes. From Chinese to Arabs, South Americans and North Americans, all nations were present, but many countries from all over Europe also paid their respects to the French capital. Who can blame anyone for visiting the city of love? No one. Not even me, who settled there after buying a one-way ticket from Chur to Paris and hastily quitting my job in Switzerland. After all, true love doesn’t wait for you every day, does it?

Oui bébé, je t'aime à la foli et a l'infini.

Hot Couture reminds me of exactly this beautiful life, the wow-life with the raspberry cherry on top, which showcases the sunny side of life in all its splendor, the sweet lightness on one hand and the opulence of heaviness on the other, with a slightly smoky and woody touch and hints of a chocolatey undertone that captivates with a spicy whisper.

Edith Piaf would indeed describe it like this:

Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voilà le portrait sans retouches
De l'homme auquel j'appartiens
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Qu'il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose
Il me dit des mots d'amour.......

I have smelled, tasted, touched, explored, kissed, sung, captured, learned, and enriched the moments in my heart into a sea of poetry.