Camille Goutal strolls through her family garden in the French Provence region. She remembers weaving crowns of honeysuckle with her thirteen cousins, when they pretended they were princesses. The sun, the sound of children's laughter, and that scent, so captivating... Not so long ago. Today, Camille has captured that fragrance. Heloise and Abelard love each other with a passionate but impossible love. The letters they exchange are masterpieces of romantic poetry. In the garden where they lie in eternal rest, it is said that a honeysuckle plant sprang up between them. Ever since then, the plant has become the symbol of passion that knows no obstacles.

Le Chevrefeuille, a joyful, transparent fragrance that rings out like the first days of spring.