I've never been to Morocco, but as a natural perfumer I often work with essences extracted from flowers that grow there. One day, restless and needing a change of scene, I found myself imagining the landscape where those lovely flowers bloom. I pictured a serene desert oasis with rose petals fluttering in the breeze, and the smoke of incense curling up towards the tops of date palm trees. On the horizon, snow-capped mountains rose like a mirage.
The result of my daydream was Mystic Rose, a mingling of the foreign and the familiar that speaks directly to the heart. — Claudia