Cartier Heure Convoitée

It is the red she wanted, the red of blushing cheeks, the red lips that are tempting like a strawberry, the red of the carnation in her buttonhole. Approaching him, shedding all shyness, wrapped in a playful, sensual veil of crème de marrons. No more stage fright. Just a rhythmic dance in the aura of a velvet curtain, enveloped by an iris note. Look at my shoulders, velvety like carnation spice, my swaying hips that slip away to return to you, the play of my legs, my pouting lips. Do you like my legs? My neck? My hip swing? Look, I reveal myself as your lover, wrapped in the coveted hour, dressed in bare, powdered skin, my red lingerie with the note of red roses vanishing in the joyful laughter of fresh green notes. Should I address you formally, just to tease you, like in the song by Juliette Gréco: "Undress me, but not right away, not too fast, understand how to desire me, to bind me." A collection that gives the in-house perfumer Mathilde Laurent all creative freedom. A tribute to the history of perfume art. A journey of discovery following the great history of fragrance. Carefully selected ingredients. With two Fifi Awards, each Heure de Parfums expresses Cartier's signature olfactory style.