‘My goodness, I'm so hot.’
The daughter of Lady Blanche and Lord George. Rose married a duke to escape her suffocatingly stiff family and become the coveted Duchess Rose. Initially naive and romantic, she is now disillusioned and frustrated, trapped in her unhappy marriage.
Always looking for fun and frivolity (and perhaps the occasional affair), her fragrance is that of a rose that is not quite so innocent.
Set me free.
Her fragrance
Oh, what a delight! Pure as the first rain. Clear and sparkling like a chilled rosé wine. The sweetest rose, whose fresh innocence and appearance are unparalleled. But by God... quelle surprise... these physical, woody notes seem to reveal something else quite indiscreetly. Something that French women would wear. At night. In the dark.
When delicacy takes on an epicurean charm.
Once upon a time...
Even if no one is quite sure when it all happened. Somewhere in the rolling hills of the English countryside, surrounded by majestic oak trees, the sun rises gently over a stately country estate whose foundations were laid shortly after the arrival of William the Conqueror. At least, that's the story.
Unburdened by politics and war, two or three domestic servants laboriously set about their work. They open the curtains, draw baths, beat carpets and light the stoves. Everything to prepare for the morning gathering of the family they serve. The preparations for breakfast are no more elaborate than for the other meals of the day. But the time available for all the work from dawn onwards is simply insufficient. The tension is enormous.
The family ...
Lord George and his family greet each other warmly and effusively in the morning. There is great joy at the first meeting of the day. What really lies behind the good manners of the British? Aristocracy? Perhaps it's time to find out. Incidentally, not all of the characters presented here sit down at the breakfast table on time. Some of them are late because the affairs of the night have kept them up... others would be better off not showing up at this formal breakfast at all. That would be highly inappropriate. But it's all about appearances.
By the way: none of this is true. But even if the characters are fictional, their relevance is not far-fetched. And their scent, their perfume – the scent of scandal – brightens up the rooms.
Portraits
What are the secrets of the British aristocracy?
Are its members really as well-mannered, polite and courteous as they seem? The portraits are a tribute to typical Englishness – somewhere between the establishment, humour and provocation. Discover the secrets of the British aristocracy in an eccentric collection of extraordinary fragrances.
The revolutionary bottle depicts each portrait by means of an animal head adorning the cap, representing the personality of the respective character. For the packaging of the portraits, artist Kristjana S Williams combined fragments of Victorian paintings with contemporary illustrations and colours.
The result is magical landscapes full of exotic creatures. The Icelandic artist graduated from the renowned Central Saint Martins in London. Her illustrations have won numerous awards and enjoy great popularity.
