Penhaligon's
Penhaligon's is a symbol of English artistic perfumery. The brand, originally founded as a barber shop in 1870, immediately made people interested, attracting the curiosity of the English nobility and in particular that of the Crown.
Fresh nectarine and jasmine sweetened by vanilla. A hymn sung on perfumed skin.
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Lo, mystery and majesty! A city fragrant with warm vanilla, cedar and saffron.
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Cool cardamom, hot pimento, salted caramel – a scent with no regard for rules.
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Exotic, spicy, sweet-scented. Clara is a complex creature, impossible to resist.
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A scent for the Queen of Cities. Where florals meet earth, and worlds collide.
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The Tudor rose: symbol of Elizabethan England, immortalised in this airy scent.
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Radiant with peach, vanilla and blood orange, the Empressa’s scent bewitches.
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So this is love. A mysterious perfume heady with rose, grapefruit and spice.
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An opulent flourish of tuberose in mandarin-scented woods. Hooked? You will be.
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A fragrance of a few, well-chosen words. Strong but subtle wood and leather, enveloped by vanilla and sesame milk.
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Mischief-tinged musk: this fragrance wields its own charming power in Royal Quarters.
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Damascena rose, patchouli and saffron perfume this ancient, sensual city.
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Radiant with peach, vanilla and blood orange, the Empressa’s scent bewitches.
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So this is love. A mysterious perfume heady with rose, grapefruit and spice.
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A spicy-sweet scent swept away by desert winds. Myrrh longs for a city where warmth is no façade.
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An incensed (though, not like the rest!) warrior in a sweet- scented garden of sage wisdom and wit.
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A sweet-scented Rose, ready for the picking. Not so innocent after all, perhaps?
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Rich, noble, deceptive. Just like our patriarch, this woody perfume has secrets.
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