At 8am or 8pm, the three blows are struck. In the limelight, the lead actor sits on the edge of the washbasin or the rim of the bathtub. An iconic and ergonomic legend, our Savon Superfin simply and efficiently cleanses any skin that enters the stage of the bathroom. With the door shut and the faucet turned on, it unveils its scent on a damp body or hands. Which just goes to show that it is suitable even for the most aristocratic subjects.
To conclude, outdated? Certainly not. More like, out-of-the-box.
Available in eleven super-stylish scents.
Skin is left clean, perfectly cleansed and pleasantly fragrant; every nook and cranny in the house is filled with its scented delights.
What to do next?
Get caught in the bathroom and cry out, “Good heavens, my husband!”. Miss your flight and cry out, “Good heavens, my husband!”. See your husband and cry out, “Good heavens, my flight!”
A sophisticated fragrance of white flowers, tonka bean and violet.
The grain of shagreen, powder and skin; veins of Sandalwood; the lacquered scent of white heliotrope inebriates tomboys. Amid pearly laughs and jazz notes, just like in the movies, silent loves shimmer on the mother-of-pearl of a cigarette case and the ebony of a Tonka beetle. On the panther silk of violets and Amazon flowers, on cropped bronze hairdos, an earring reflects the wild dances and the chase of Hispano-Suizas.