One winter night in 1936, in Megève, Albert Fouquet met Annicke, a captivating Austrian woman. Their conversations and dances left a lasting impression, and after returning to Paris, Albert continued their connection through letters filled with desire and longing.
Inspired by their exchanges, he crafted a fragrance as precious as the woman who had captured his heart. When they finally reunited in Vienna, Albert surprised Annicke with "Pure Vienne"—a delicate blend of Peony and Lily of the Valley, brightened by Mandarin and softened by White Musk. A tribute to beauty, elegance, and unforgettable love.
Everything changed for Albert Fouquet one winter night in 1936 in Megève. Fouquet had traveled to this emerging ski resort, a meeting place for European aristocracy, to attend a dinner organized by his friend Nicolás. Albert was the perfect French gentleman, passionate about travel and with a fascinating hobby: creating perfumes for his personal use. These perfumes became highly sought after among his social circle and the perfect gift that Albert would exceptionally use to surprise his aristocratic friends on the most special occasions.
But that magical night in Megève, someone gave a twist to Fouquet’s life: Annicke, a young Austrian woman, the daughter of a banker and Hungarian noblewoman. Her extraordinary beauty, innate elegance and captivating personality made Albert’s heart skip a beat and change its rhythm, following the cadence of the music, dancing to the tune of the most special woman he had ever met.
Everything changed for Albert Fouquet one winter night in 1936 in Megève. Fouquet had traveled to this emerging ski resort, a meeting place for European aristocracy, to attend a dinner organized by his friend Nicolás. Albert was the perfect French gentleman, passionate about travel and with a fascinating hobby: creating perfumes for his personal use. These perfumes became highly sought after among his social circle and the perfect gift that Albert would exceptionally use to surprise his aristocratic friends on the most special occasions.
But that magical night in Megève, someone gave a twist to Fouquet’s life: Annicke, a young Austrian woman, the daughter of a banker and Hungarian noblewoman. Her extraordinary beauty, innate elegance and captivating personality made Albert’s heart skip a beat and change its rhythm, following the cadence of the music, dancing to the tune of the most special woman he had ever met.
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