The chiaroscuro of memory becomes, with this nectar, an explosion of colors on the screen of imagination, an access to the glare of the dream.
Tabit is a scent that you do not expect, and which surprises you from the first moment. A poetry nectar ready to kidnap you, to make you fly among rainbows.
A citrus bouquet lying on a bed of rose petals, supported by the effervescence of the crisp air.
Sweet and deep counterpoints of sparkly fruits are chasing each other, expertly held up by precious woods and by the warm embrace of vanilla, amber and musk.