Staring across the table at me with a stare that could kill a man, a confidence that could charm a killer and a solid sophistication that made me want to double down in so many ways was the one second start to my first interaction with a muse who sings us a daily aria in the world of Cité Privée.  Armed with fabulous pin-point stilettos and a razor sharp mind that sits hight above them (not to mention other gorgeous endowments), Ms. Tess Jasmine Aziz is the quintessence of femininity hung out to dry.  In other words, there is no messing with this fabulous lady, who joined Her Majesty’s Royal Army on her very own volition.

Ta on tõeline isand midagi, et me maailmas nüansiluxury aru on üks meie ainus punkte erinevus: usaldus.  Ringlevad ringid, kus me trod nõuab oskusi, mis on ütlemata ja suhtlevad läbi meeli.  Maailmas eraklientidele, kus kaalutlusõigus on võti, minut nüansse see sõna on tunda ja võib-olla näha läbi objektiivi paljud torgatud admiral.  Seega leiame, et tänapäeva turul, kogu kliendid võtavad teadlikult passiivne roll juhtimisel oma loomingulisi projekte ja alateadlikult aktiivne üks.  Tõlge: brändimuutub alateadvuse juht sensoorsete ühenduste; ja loojad taga brändi aidata edastada kliendi teadlik väljendus oma vajadusi.

Indeed Cité Privée’s perfume “Memoire du Desert” was created by the sultry looks she gave to the camera nearly five years ago. Sitting in the creative studio of Forbidden City in Geneva, the creative director had one look at the photos and blurted out Desert Sex.  Knowing that the perfume wouldn’t be marketable in the Middle East, the creative team settled on something less in your face.  Nevertheless, you know where it comes from and now you know the inspiration behind it: Tess Jasmine Aziz.