Mallow is the story of a flower-candy that explodes in the infinite sweetness of violet powder. A temperamental and mellifluous fragrance. A singular contradiction. The true illusion of a harmonic vision in contradiction. An incessant olfactory bite for our ears, eyes, mouth and fingers. Because Mallow cannot be smelled. It is listened to, seen, drunk and touched. Like many ultra-thin grains of pepper, this fragrance is dangerously inspired by your most sensual shadows. Updated with heliotrope and the most secret orange blossoms, the violets will wrap around your neck and wrists until the absolute.

The score is written. Now it's up to you.