Behind each Le Galion fragrance lurks inspiration: a poet, a musician, a magician. Fragrance is more than a mixed bouquet, accented by spice or wood. Scent requires an intangible dose of magic, something Paul Vacher carefully administered when composing his masterpieces. In his mansion in the Parisian suburbs of Neuilly, Vacher worked feverishly in his laboratory, creating scents that resound throughout our every scent. A devoted art lover and pianist, he sought inspiration from his other passions and friends, like Maurice Ravel.
A tribute to Vacher, Aesthete is elegant, refined, and anarchic. Italian mandarin is a unfiltered dawn, a beam that enthusiastically illuminates davana. Beneath mandarin’s beaming gaze, davana blooms proudly, spreading her petals with open sensuality, which mandarin’s worshipful gaze enables. Davana radiates her sweet, floral spice, while a wind of incense picks up her dulcet fumes, integrating her petaled passion into its smoky form. Saffron affords an infrared blaze, illuminating the smoldering dim of flower and incense. Spotlit by saffron, these elements shimmer and shake, dancers preceding the main act: leather. Supported by terse guaiacwood, sweetly oleaginous castoreum, funky oud and indolic jasmine, Leather feels compelled to show us every inch of herself, in both body and soul. Exploring woody angularity, viscous animalism, fungal interpolations and floral dissent, leather emerges as a cross between Martha Graham and Gypsy Rose Lee, in material form. Beneath saffron’s still bright spotlight, leather shifts, slinks and seduces, all while maintaining a sacred distance. Purifying sandalwood, irresistible vanilla and comforting musk embody leathers emanations and effect. Succumb to the entrancing power of Aesthete, and experience life and death as high art.