A l'abri des regards
It’s 11.15 pm, you can’t wait to kiss, caress and embrace your lover. Resist, hover, make time to discover. Dare to take a surrealist nosedive into a world made for sapiosexual soulmates, replete with heliotrope, muffled amber, forests of birch, almond and vanilla. Give it a try and you might fly, but if you haven’t got the time, we won’t mind.
- 80 Gr,
- 2.82 Oz.,
- Bruning time
- 20h approximately,
- H 69 mm,
- D 57 mm,
- H 73mm,
- L 61 mm,
- l 60,5 mm,
Contains: 1-(1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8-Octahydro-2,3,8,8-tetramethyl-2-naphthalenyl)ethanone, alpha-iso-Methylionone, Linalool, Linalyl acetate.
For more information, please refer to the list of ingredients on the packaging.
D’Orsay candles are made with a blend of mineral-based and vegetable-based waxes which are scientifically formulated to achieve optimal combustion and olfactory diffusion.
USE AND CARE
How to make the most of your D'Orsay candle: - When using it for the first time, light the candle until its entire surface becomes liquid (for about 4 hours); - If you burn the candle for a short time, you risk creating a partial melting bath in the wax. For subsequent use, we recommend a maximum burning time of 3 to 4 hours. Do not allow the candle to burn for more than 4 hours at a time. This will keep the wick intact and ensure optimum combustion - do not move the burning candle. Do not move the burning candle. Do not allow the candle to burn for more than 4 hours at a time during subsequent use. Before each use, carefully cut the wick so that it does not exceed 5 mm and make sure it is clean; do not leave a burning candle unattended; keep the candle out of the reach of children and animals.
11.15pm, get yourselves ready. It is much better together. It will make you yearn to kiss, to touch, intertwine…but you must resist!
Do not give into the easy solution, it is so much more refined to refrain. Succumb to the olfactory hypnosis, the fragrant imagery. Do not listen to reason. Let 11.15pm and its suggestive scents wash over you.
Suddenly, the words come, without any apparent logic, you say: This ambery solar scent covers you at the end of this velvety bar, I reply: I would like to flower you but we are both heliotropes, then you say: I’m coming closer with my leathery sandalwood fingers, to which I reply: I am swaying in the branches of those birch trees exhaled by the almond-vanilla phoenix towards your lap…
That’s right, you are on a surrealist nose trip for those inseparable souls with sapio-sensual tendencies.
Don’t worry, it happens to us all.