✨🧚♀️🦄🐞🪼🌙 Part of the Jitterbug Perfumes Special Collection ✨🧚♀️🦄🐞🪼🌙
Bisou Guimauve (formerly bisou guimauve (ultimate marshmallow kiss))
Notes: Vanilla, toasted sugar, honey, musk.
Description: Vanilla fluff and toasted sugar melt into honey’s drizzle, dusted with powdery musk, the tender, silky sigh of a lover’s kiss.
SHE’s READY and SHIPPING as of April 26, 2025
Ultimate Marshmallow Kiss (Bisou Guimauve)
Picture a cloud of sugar-dusted dreams, spun from the sighs of a French confectioner who fell in love with a cirrus wisp on a Tuesday afternoon. This is no mere scent—it’s a bisou, a kiss of marshmallow mischief, soft as a whisper from a pillow fight in paradise. Vanilla tendrils twist through the air like sweet-talking acrobats, flirting with honeyed notes that stick to your soul like a love letter penned in caramel. There’s a powdery tease here, a hint of toasted, fine sugar that waltzes with musk, as if the gods of fluff decided to throw a picnic on your skin. Wear it, and you’ll swear the universe just puckered up and planted one on you—velvety, reckless, and utterly divine.
✨🧚♀️🦄🐞🪼🌙 Part of the Jitterbug Perfumes Special Collection ✨🧚♀️🦄🐞🪼🌙
Bisou Guimauve (formerly bisou guimauve (ultimate marshmallow kiss))
Notes: Vanilla, toasted sugar, honey, musk.
Description: Vanilla fluff and toasted sugar melt into honey’s drizzle, dusted with powdery musk, the tender, silky sigh of a lover’s kiss.
SHE’s READY and SHIPPING as of April 26, 2025
Ultimate Marshmallow Kiss (Bisou Guimauve)
Picture a cloud of sugar-dusted dreams, spun from the sighs of a French confectioner who fell in love with a cirrus wisp on a Tuesday afternoon. This is no mere scent—it’s a bisou, a kiss of marshmallow mischief, soft as a whisper from a pillow fight in paradise. Vanilla tendrils twist through the air like sweet-talking acrobats, flirting with honeyed notes that stick to your soul like a love letter penned in caramel. There’s a powdery tease here, a hint of toasted, fine sugar that waltzes with musk, as if the gods of fluff decided to throw a picnic on your skin. Wear it, and you’ll swear the universe just puckered up and planted one on you—velvety, reckless, and utterly divine.
