Debonaire | Eau de Toilette 100ml
AN AROMATIC WOODY FLORAL SCENT
One has a sophisticated charm, confidence and sports impeccable tailoring, need we say more? Debonaire is your go to Plowden & Fallow fragrance for everyday wear be that wondering the streets of Chelsea, attending a mid-summer garden party, or those days spent in the office followed by a post work drink.
For here we have an example of aromatic tailoring of the finest order; a fragrant citrus head has been carefully woven into a delightfully musky floral base from which gentle woody notes ascend forth.
AN AROMATIC WOODY FLORAL SCENT
One has a sophisticated charm, confidence and sports impeccable tailoring, need we say more? Debonaire is your go to Plowden & Fallow fragrance for everyday wear be that wondering the streets of Chelsea, attending a mid-summer garden party, or those days spent in the office followed by a post work drink.
For here we have an example of aromatic tailoring of the finest order; a fragrant citrus head has been carefully woven into a delightfully musky floral base from which gentle woody notes ascend forth.
AN AROMATIC WOODY FLORAL SCENT
One has a sophisticated charm, confidence and sports impeccable tailoring, need we say more? Debonaire is your go to Plowden & Fallow fragrance for everyday wear be that wondering the streets of Chelsea, attending a mid-summer garden party, or those days spent in the office followed by a post work drink.
For here we have an example of aromatic tailoring of the finest order; a fragrant citrus head has been carefully woven into a delightfully musky floral base from which gentle woody notes ascend forth.
Some words from those with a nose…
“Along the promenade ambles an elegant figure, crisp white linen trousers flapping over a tatty pair of loafers, a pink sweater flung carelessly over the shoulders of a baggy but perfectly ironed lemon yellow shirt. This is Luciano, once the toast of the town and now in his dotage, yet still aware of the glances from women seated at cafes who should know better. Luciano sighs and keeps walking, wafting the gentle scent he sprayed on earlier that morning and which still makes him feel young: the scent of Debonaire.” Gustav Temple- Editor- The Chap Magazine
