Histoires de Parfums 1889 Moulin Rouge

The night blankets the city of Paris. A colorful beam of light bursts from the Moulin Rouge. Inside, the cabaret comes to life. People begin to whisper, abuzz with anticipation. Champagne glasses clink and the curtains rise. The music builds, and in a cloud of feathers and sequins, the dancers make their entrance. Let the spectacle of senses begin! Spicy cinnamon warmly mixes with sugar and melts into absinthe, while rose of Damascus releases her sensuality, playfully seducing each spectator with her allure. The audience and dancers each play different roles, but the music ties them together for a night of revelry and excitement. The enchantment never stops; time stands still in the Moulin Rouge. The show ends and the curtain falls, but the party never ends. Backstage, mirrors reflect silhouettes laughing. The smell of iris powder and lipstick float out to the streets on a cloud of musk and patchouli. The memory and scent of this unforgettable night lingers through the morning.