In the south of France, on the coasts of Provence, lies an emblematic road which, as if by magic, turns yellow during winter. Like a luminous thread, it warms up the seasonal coldness by illuminating the grey air with its golden flakes.”


Each year, this enchantment is born from a flower with velvet pompoms and honey notes, which comes straight from the burning lands of Australia. Set facing the sea and overlooking the horizon, mimosa intoxicates the azure coast with its warm and powdery, precious and ephemeral scent.”

“The mimosa road ends up in Grasse, the last stop of my Provençal journey.”