Seen in the installations, back from travel, the bottles here are more focused in more intimacy, in their own world. Are we in a hamman or the boudoir of Madam de Sévigné? Some, such of the pass-walls, emerge from the wall on which they rest, others on their pedestal remain languorous in their evening toga.
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