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White Fuyo Eau de Parfum No.9413 ホワイトフヨウ

No.9413 · Floral · Middle Note

345.000₫

フレグランス | ホワイトフヨウ

PERFUME
A fuyo blossom opens bright and fades by evening, yet its scent remains. Lingering.

SCENT FAMILY
Floral · Middle Note

SCENT FORMULA
On opening: Blackberry, Mandarin Leaf, Fuyo
Settling: Cereus, Rose, Neroli
What remains: Musk, Sandalwood, Vanilla

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White Fuyo is not a familiar white floral perfume. It is an observation of a flower that changes color in one day. White in the morning. Pink at noon. Red in the afternoon. One flower, three states.

I am the language of an unforgettable quality that comes from movement. Of a flower that does not stand still. Of three scents in a single stem.

Unforgettable because it changed three times in one day.
White Fuyo Eau de Parfum No.9413 | Lê Mai

01 · Listen

Unforgettable because it has changed.

There are very small moments. A morning looking at a white cotton rose. An afternoon seeing it has turned pink. An evening realizing you are no longer quite the person of the morning.

That is when the language of White Fuyo is spoken. No need to hold on. Only to walk alongside.

Not every unforgettable thing needs to be intense. No need to stand still. No need to force memory.

02 · Pieces

A scent is never born alone. These are the pieces White Fuyo borrows to put itself into words.

Once opened · On opening
Blackberry · Mandarin Leaf · White Fuyo
When absorbed · Settling
Cereus · Rose · Neroli
When remaining · What remains
Musk · Sandalwood · Vanilla
White Fuyo Eau de Parfum No.9413 | Lê Mai
White Fuyo Eau de Parfum No.9413 | Lê Mai

03 · Drydown

A scent to take home. A corner to tell its story.

In the language of White Fuyo, every change of color through the day has its worth.

White Fuyo can be a scent you bring home. A corner of the table. A layer of flowers that changes through the day.

Or a corner to tell again. Something not yet named with the morning. A story that need not stay the same. It only needs to be heard.

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