Panthea Stéphane Humbert Lucas 2017

the first time I heard an Amati violin compared to other instruments, I was startled. it seemed as if the sound delicately and intricately detached itself from the instrument and floated in freedom and radiant weightlessness in the space.
the sound lost its coarse materiality and seemed to be permeated by its own light.

this is how this scent is: it dissolves and intensifies in its vaporization more and more. ever more ethereal.
the utmost harmony of flowers and plants - unsweetened and perfected - seems to dissolve into smoke and then radiates in refined form, like a scent-light, all the more intensely.
three-dimensional and no longer tangible.

incredible!
on the skin, a similar phenomenon: directly on the skin after an hour hardly detectable... but at a distance of 10cm, all the more...

after wearing it for a day, I would refuse to call it a perfume.
it is a state.