Cricket Song Hair Perfume
60,00 €
With an alcohol-free and long lasting formula,Cricket Songhair perfume offers a gentle moisturizer for the hair while delicately scenting perfect for the summer and travels year-round. In Cricket Song, Bergamot and Vetiver Oils complement the Magnolias heady aroma to create a dry sweet scent. And a nostalgic and powdery effect, like the voice of Ella Fitzgerald, singing and swinging with the crickets when feeling blue, in an eponym song.
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With an alcohol-free and long lasting formula,Cricket Songhair perfume offers a gentle moisturizer for the hair while delicately scenting perfect for the summer and travels year-round. In Cricket Song, Bergamot and Vetiver Oils complement the Magnolias heady aroma to create a dry sweet scent. And a nostalgic and powdery effect, like the voice of Ella Fitzgerald, singing and swinging with the crickets when feeling blue, in an eponym song.
| Brand | FLORAIKU PARIS |
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We are Floraïku Paris, a French perfume house passionate about Asian culture and its sense of refinement, using its olfactory know-how to create unique fragrances. They are named after haikus, which are small 3-verse poems written by the brand’s co-founder, who is also a poet. Haikus, originally from Japanese literature, travel abroad thanks to the magic of words and poetry, to be shared universally and to bring people together. The haiku specific to each perfume gives its character. Then, each fragrance belongs to one of our 3 collections, that pay homage to different ceremonies part of Asian culture, where flowers, teas and incenses play a major role. Floraïku fragrances are composed in the same way; a short formula showcasing precious natural ingredients.
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