African Leather Refill Eau de parfum
45,00 €
Inspired by the African continent, this fragrance unveils warm spicy notes of cardamom and saffron over a floral touch of geranium, which mingle with a leather accord to give life to an exceptional wild leather.With this travel size, your perfume African Leather will follow you on all your scented journeys!
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Inspired by the African continent, this fragrance unveils warm spicy notes of cardamom and saffron over a floral touch of geranium, which mingle with a leather accord to give life to an exceptional wild leather.With this travel size, your perfume African Leather will follow you on all your scented journeys!
| Brand | MEMO |
|---|---|
| Content | 10ml |
| Gender | Unisex-2 |
Launched in 2007, by Clara Molloy and her husband John, Memo sees fragrance as a journey, building its identity around magical destinations and intense raw materials, with natural ingredients of beautiful quality. A desire to go elsewhere and to meet people in the image of the founding couple. She, Parisian, poet and Catalan; he, Irish, globetrotter and sportsman.
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