Winner of the 2016 Fragrance Foundation "Fifi" Award for Best Niche Fragrance.

Gainsbourg was right. God is a Havana smoker. Or rather, the gods, spirits, shamans... Several centuries before the arrival of Columbus, almost all Indigenous North Americans used tobacco to purify, heal, or realize visions.

Ritually smoked to feed the gods or to carry towards them the prayers of men, this sacred plant plays, in the New World, the role of incense in the Old World: that of a link, created by fire, between earth and heaven.

In Tabac Tabou, its leaf diffuses its scents of fresh hay and tawny savannah in a mellow, penetrating fragrance, almost greasy by dint of being gorged of rich essences.

Thus, the narcissus which holds at the same time of the green sap, the white flower, leather and mane. And the sunburned immortelle, whose honeyed and syrupy accents blend with those of tobacco.

A whiff of the savanna, honey, heated skin, wild grass... Shamanic and penetrating.