FOR THE PARIS 69 MUSE
If Paris in 1969 had a muse, she wouldn’t have worn a crown. She would have worn lipstick and smelled unmistakably powdered, yet also of cognac, incense, leather, and caramel. And she wouldn’t have spent a single second asking permission to be… seen, desired, obsessed over. And to complete the picture, beyond that room scent, you also get 60 sticks of Japanese incense and a porcelain holder: flame + smoke, light + shadows, art + pleasure.