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To conclude, outdated?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 waxy and powdered scent of honey, musk and cedarwood.
The warm fragrance of the honey loaf, solidified like wax. The reading table, like a dial, watches the autumn hours go by under the metronomic ray of the afternoon sun. Amid the glare of the library’s varnished mahogany and cedar, lands the bronze of a bee, all laden with gold.