Chère Colette

The delicate honey of the king of trees.

Linden blossoms. The farm. Turtledoves. Normandy. A promise of the first days of summer, and the countryside in its softest light.

Childhood comes back through the freshness of apple, the radiance of jasmine, the sweetness of orange blossom. Musk and animalic leather, silky as suede. A whiff of dried hay and ripe wheat, evoking the farm and the pastures.

Then clean laundry, barely warmed by the sun, which wakes memories thought lost. The golden sap.

Camille Hauguel founded Millesève on a childhood spent in Normandy, and on the sensations that came back with it. The salty wind on the face. Pebbles slipped into pockets. Cut hay drying in the sun. An apple bitten straight from the tree. Damp earth, and mushrooms after the rain. Everything begins with a sap, the sap of a place, what makes it alive.

The four releases are composed in Paris with Marie Schnirer at the independent MS Lab in the fifteenth arrondissement, produced in Grasse by Accords et Parfums, and bottled at Vallauris by Iasmos. Raw materials are sourced in France and Italy. Caps are made in the Jura, cases in the Paris region, labels in Auvergne. Everything is built on organic wheat alcohol, and the house publishes the full ingredient list for each of the four.