Joy. Patou created it for his clients who could no longer afford his haute couture in the Great Depression I. It's refined. It's like old gold. Like feeling as though you are walking in a garden of your favorite flowers.
The beauty is that it lasts, that it's now overpowering, that it becomes you. In both a physical and elegant sense of style. A little goes a very long way.
Like a fine, secret spot you call your own, Joy lingers on your mind like that favorite memory. Try it. It's worth it. And, so are you.
I've worn it since I was a teen. Very fancy, or so I thought, so I went off on other fragrance experiments. But like that old favorite, it comes back and smiles at you. After all, it's Joy.
|Scent life||16+ hours|