Unexpected Mona
Histoires de Parfums, an olfactory library, tells the stories of famous personalities, raw materials and mythical eras in the form of fragrances. The fragrances continue the French tradition and experience of luxury, elegance and creativity. With this library, founder Gérald Ghislain wants to write stories through fragrances, just as they are written in books or operas... or in pictures. This poetic, romantic and synaesthetic approach complements the perfumes that have long embodied the classic tradition of French perfumery.
7753 follows this tradition by combining three worlds in one: a painting, a fragrance and an emotion far beyond your expectations.
7753 represents the dimensions of the Mona Lisa painting, because this fragrance is neither the scent of a painting nor the mere scent of a woman from the past – it is the scent of woman itself. It is the scent of an emotion, that indecipherable look, her inexplicable beauty, her unbridled energy and her appeal. It is the scent of our own fascination. A hidden number for a hidden smile.
The fragrance 7753 begins with an explosion of bright citrus fruits of bergamot and mandarin, supported by the subtle spice of ma-khaen berries and the magic of aquatic ivy. Restless and atmospheric, like the celadon tones in Leonardo's painting, it slowly draws us closer to Mona, to her skin and her touch. It has become a bouquet of white flowers, the milk of a sensual fig dripping onto lush petals of heliotrope and tuberose. Lush becomes sunny with the arrival of an orange blossom note before transitioning into a bed of smoked woods. Vetiver and patchouli create a dark canvas beneath streaks of white sandalwood and a mystical oak moss mist. It is dark and sunny; it is sparkling and intense; it is green and it is dark. The unexpected scent and secret attraction of the Mona Lisa.
Summary
Lush tuberose and virtuous heliotrope – this smile seduces with a hint of spice. Explosive Ma-Khaen, a sparkling glimpse of radiant citrus fruits – she is the unexpected woman, the perfume of a succubus, the elusive Mona, described by a sfumato of vetiver and galbanum. She calls us, she holds us back; no disappearance and no prospect; in her eyes, in her smoke, everything is said. We belong to her.
