Nuit De Megeve EDP EIGHT & BOB

In the 1930s, skiing was an emerging sport reserved for a very small social elite. Until then, the Alpine valleys had only been visited by a select few British travelers seeking fresh air and relaxation during the summer months. Names like Chamonix and Davos were beginning to gain prominence among adventure and winter sports enthusiasts, and by then, St. Moritz had already become a meeting place for European aristocracy. One of its regular visitors was Albert Fouquet, the creator of Eight & Bob perfumes, who made endless journeys from Paris every winter.
However, a meeting with a tailor in Paris changed Fouquet’s plans for the upcoming winter. Nicolás had invited Fouquet to his home to be attended by a charming tailor who traveled from Megève to Paris each year to visit his top clients and craft custom-made ski apparel for the season. While taking his measurements, they engaged in a lively conversation in which
the tailor and Nicolás shared with Fouquet the many virtues of Megève. Fouquet was already aware that, not long before, Baroness Maurice de Rothschild had decided to create the most elegant and discreet ski resort in the Alps in Megève.

A few months later, the tailor’s advice was enough to convince Albert Fouquet to accept Nicolás’s invitation to the dinner he would host in Megève in the days leading up to Christmas.
It was a perfect reason to discover the resort and trade it for the now-crowded St. Moritz. These dinners organised by Nicolas, whether in Cap Ferrat, in Megève or in his Paris château, were well known and sought after among the high society. The secret of these one-off and memorable parties arranged by Nicolas lay in the rigorous selection of their guests: intellectuals, diplomats, businessmen, elegant women, young artists, etc., all having a sufficient degree of vivacity and allure to guarantee a night of enjoyment.

On his first day in Megève, having spent a strenuous time on the ski slopes, Fouquet began what was going to be the most magical night he had ever dreamed about. On entering his
friend’s house, he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Nicolas did not delay in introducing him to Annicke, a young Austrian girl who was the daughter of a banker and
a Hungarian noblewoman. Her striking emerald green eyes and her constant smile radiated unparalleled serenity and tederness. Her height and her deliberate gestures formed
part of her natural elegance and her long, black dress set off with discreet jewellery was the epitome of excellent taste.

Albert Fouquet had the good fortune to spend the whole evening with Annicke. Hours of conversation beside the fireplace, laughter and dancing, led to a firm promise to meet
again within the next few months. On his return to Paris, Fouquet wanted to hold on to his memories of that evening without forgetting any part of the magic of Megève: the smell of the mountain air and the wood burning in the fireplace, the ambience created by that exclusive party.

Top notes: Bergamot, nutmeg
Middle notes: Clove buds, violet, tonka beans
Base notes: Ambrostar, cedarwood, amber