French Leather Body wash
45,00 €
This Gentle body wash, inspired by French Leather leaves your skin delicately scented with the memory of a journey Memo with the notes of lime, Rose and Suede. A moment of pleasure and lightness all to yourself.
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This Gentle body wash, inspired by French Leather leaves your skin delicately scented with the memory of a journey Memo with the notes of lime, Rose and Suede. A moment of pleasure and lightness all to yourself.
| Brand | MEMO |
|---|---|
| Content | 250ml |
| Gender | ΓΥΝΑΙΚΕΙΟ |
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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