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“MMM… I was thinking about the indescribable onomatopoeia when I created the fragrance. Behind that sound, that murmur, pronounced almost internally, underlies a world of hidden pleasures that goes beyond words…. "Romano Ricci
Guided by poetry and emotion, Maison Goutal's new feminine fragrance tells the story of a return to roots in Grasse, the city of orange trees and the cradle of perfumery. Le Temps des Rêves is a walk through this city of a thousand bitter orange trees, where founder Annick Goutal first learned to play her olfactory scales. It distills the sunny, tender and nostalgic fragrance of orange blossom, emblem of the sweetness of life under the Mediterranean sun. Like a dream about the origins of perfume.
From dusk to dawn, the night and its many facets are the inspiration for Goutal's intense fragrance tales. A second-skin powdery cosmetic scent as soft and sensual as a satin scarf.
Tasty fragrance like a violet candy or the sweetness of an old-fashioned lipstick.
Inspired by an atmosphere of intellectual artists, the fragrance evokes the immersion in an exceptional evening. A unique night in the art deco atmosphere that brings together eccentric writers, famous painters, filmmakers and photographers with audacious eyes. A private circle where witty conversations are mixed with bursts of laughter and where flickering candles are reflected in the glass.
Just after the storm… The air warms up, enhancing the fragrance of dew-drenched flowers, giving off a soft, gentle mist. A silhouette is magnetized by this sensual trail.
Annick Goutal wanted to pay tribute to her daughter. I had wanted to associate rose and pear for a long time. Isabelle Doyen wanted to recreate the image of her childhood home, when the flavor of the pears she drank had something of the roses that sprung up next to the pear tree.
Annick Goutal wanted to pay tribute to her daughter. I had wanted to associate rose and pear for a long time. Isabelle Doyen wanted to recreate the image of her childhood home, when the flavor of the pears she drank had something of the roses that sprung up next to the pear tree.
