Roseé du Matin Facial Serum and Pétale Tonique Elixir

Beauté Florale

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In the dream of a woman as a flower, she is nestled deep within. Embraced by silken petals she sleeps infused with scent, cloaked in the dew of youth eternally kissed by its beauty. She awakens as her petals unfurl, revealing to all...
The warmth of the Sun’s rays pulse, so virile in his glorious blaze that silent steps into shadow go quietly undetected. The moment to bask in the light is now. Oooh, Darlings! How torrid and wild these late days of Summer can be! Literally, we are...
The languid poetry of lovers that flows through each warm breath of Summer air, so divinely sweet is roused, reluctant by a sky of fire. And yet, the waters beckon with an invitation to remain cool, in the flow of light. The ripe, juicy spell of Midsummer...

Sun Goddess

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Enchanted creatures everywhere are well versed in the magic of the moon. From cloaked mystery of shadow to awe-inspiring majestic fullness, her sway holds us. We look to her for hidden truths, to guide our dreamtime, and to pinch...
Summer arrives in her bombshell style, but she isn’t alone - the planetary jongleur poises to keep us all in the air as particles fly about. What will drop? Flowers, sunshine and starlight when love reigns supreme. Mmm, mes amours. The sky is indeed heating up, in...
When the earth reappears as a verdant catwalk adorned with the very latest in blossom chic Spring takes the runway as the ultimate Femme Vitale - petals opened to the sun, to the wind to the stars above Though Spring arrived several Moons ago, she has...
Fire burn and cauldron bubble! The brilliant glow of life renewed beckons from every corner, daring you to accept the challenge and rise to meet it blazing bright. Sparks encircled by fate lead to the magic that lies ahead… Enchanted April greets us once more, after a...
The restless winds of early Spring torn between adventures that await rising from the fertile belly of the earth and the fervent desire to melt back beneath the layers lest uncertainty reveal itself And such is the conflicted suitor that is March – does he...
When the lonely heart of snow and ice, heavy and insular with thoughts of days passed and restless for days to come, is led by the hand of Venus along the pink dusky clouds the wild heart of Spring begins to open Once again,...
Days begin anew, it seems stretching forever across snowy acres into the long Winter’s night, a Neverland of never ending so still, and yet ever fluid -if you can see it. Have the stars realigned just in time? January always brings a strange and beautiful paradox:...