Etat Libre d’Orange is not a destination for the faint of heart. Only the bold, the truly aspirational and the intrepid searchers may approach its shores.
Stirred by the siren-song of the warrior mermaid, the reckless mischief of the new born infant and the whiplash of sensual liberation, 3 more remarkable doors have now been opened into its magical kingdom of irreverence and abandon.
Approach with great care.
A child can either charm or annoy us with the same ruthlessness. A child can be irresistible with his angel-sweet smile but he also knows how to drive us crazy. Under the angel, is the faked innocence of a demon. After the gentle top notes of orange blossom and marshmallow, breaks the unexpected accord of coffee, leather and cold tobacco, a shrilling symbol of our sleepless nights.
This magic potion, this instrument of transformation, could only be made by the crushing of armfuls of roses. Roses with thorny stems that yield lavish blossoms, lush petals, outrageous, puffed-up fantasies, trembling with the sweat of impatience and desire. Roses, red with blood, a piercing note that leaves the flavor of fire on lips that suck the finger pricked by a thorn.
69 rue des Archives is the address of Etat Libre d’Orange. Archives 69 is the essence of Etat Libre d’Orange. This is a perfume designed to free the senses, to open the heart to all the possibilities. It is an invitation to pleasure, an ode to seduction. It comes without restrictions, rules or regulations. It is yours to do with as you wish. This is the scent of sensual liberation.Tags: french, perfume, scents