Paris, 1978- a legendary spa has evolved into one of the world's wildest nightclubs, and you have exclusive access. Your endless night begins in a joyful haze of noise, liquor and laughter- the signature bitter orange of a negroni for your date, and a whiskey infused with clary sage for you- boozy, bright and aromatic. A rush of gorgeous florals waft from the beautiful club-goers as you make your way through sensuous tendrils of tobacco smoke, towards the majestic cedarwood bar. On the dance floor, the exotic gyrations of thousands of beautiful people recall rich, seductive tones of myrrh, vanilla, and patchouli- the Bains Douches is but another waypoint in time and space connected to the revelries of bygone eras, and those yet to come. Rich, intoxicating and exciting, this is the smell of pure, hedonistic pleasure- and we can't get enough.
