LUXOR OUD

MEMO LUXOR OUD

The Oud of the Pharaohs

Time stands still at the gates of Luxor, humanity's oldest place of prayer. The stones of the temple seem to vibrate with splendor and the roses sigh in lethargy.

Luxor Oud: an oasis of roses and fruits brimming with freshness and sensuality in the land of grandeur and majesty. The union between wood and rose arises under the whip and the scepter of the Pharaoh.

Unisex

Olfactory Notes:

Mandarin Oil, Rose, Oud

Its History: Time stands still at the gates of Luxor, humanity's oldest place of prayer.

On the banks of the Nile, the suffocating heat makes me feel indolent. Crocodiles glide silently on the sand under the penetrating gaze of the Sphinx. I walk towards the ancient shadow of the giant Ramses II. The stones of the temple seem to vibrate with splendor and the roses sigh in lethargy. Luxor Oud: an oasis of roses and fruits brimming with freshness and sensuality in the land of grandeur and majesty.

The union between wood and rose arises under the whip and the scepter of the Pharaoh.