Eleven

The brilliance of the gods, the temptation of men.

For free spirits, both grounded and dreamy — men who move forward calmly, nourished by the beauty of the world and the light of the senses. A spicy woody fragrance with golden reflections, combining indulgence and nobility.

At the top, fig and plum are wrapped in a mantle of warm spices such as cinnamon, ginger, cloves and black pepper. It is crossed by a zest of orange like a divine lightning bolt. The heart softens into a veil of rose, osmanthus and violet, caressed by the heavenly sweetness of coconut. Then the base, ample and heroic, unfolds its strengths: vetiver, cedar, sandalwood, haloed with amber, patchouli, vanilla and musk. Eleven is the golden imprint of a myth, a perfume that follows in the footsteps of Hercules in the twilight of the gods.

In legend, the Hesperides guarded the golden apples given by Gaia — symbols of immortality, desire and inner victory.