‘An enticing Brasilian island, allowing to all sorts of fantasies. Her name, Ilha do Mel or “Honey Island”, immerses the soul in delicious dreams. This honey, which memories of love are made of, sends an urgent message: surrender to desire and lose yourself! It was its enchanting name that led Memo to this destination, a virtually untouched and pure island. Crests of broom absolute roll into noble iris, blending with voluptuous gardenia and orange blossom absolute… and a touch of jasmine blossom honey. The faint outline of an island in the sovereign sea. Oil of mandarin. Secret landscapes, dunes, terraces. Broom flower absolute. Sheltered under the pink and hyacinth cover of the Encantadas caves, all reason lost in the labyrinth of Camoes. Gardenia accord. Musk fever, a devilish smile swaying in the palm fronds. Jasmine absolute. Moon of juniper and vanilla intertwined, bubbling waters of joy, swirling with vetiver, rays of honey soften the jasmine awakening. Ilha do Mel, dreamscape of loving memories, desire and abandon.’ – Memo Paris