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"Somebody finally asked"
Within an hour, whatever I put on my skin turned into something else, and not for the better. This is the first time in years that someone has asked me what I'm wearing.
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Pull it on and it's there before you've done up the first button. Sandalwood, rose, saffron, composed by some of the world's top perfumers, the kind of scent you'd normally only find in a bottle behind the glass of a department store counter. Wear it to lunch and watch the person across the table lean in a little and ask what you've got on. You just smile, because you haven't sprayed a thing. It's the shirt.
Pull back the duvet at the end of a long day and it's there waiting for you, the way a hotel bed is when someone has turned it down. It's in the pillowcase when you roll over, in the sheet you pull up to your chin. Change the bed on Sunday, and on Thursday night it still smells like you've just checked in.
All week it waits in the drawer, the first thing that greets you in the morning. At your desk you catch it on your collar every time you lean forward, and you sit up a little straighter. On the sofa at night, it's still in the cardigan you pull around you. My old softener smelled lovely in the drum and of nothing by the time I put the clothes on.
Perfume burns off warm skin within hours, but cotton holds on to it, so at six in the evening your jumper still smells the way it did coming out of the machine. No more favourite that used to last you all day and is now gone by lunch, no more trying to remember the last time someone said you smell lovely. Then someone hugs you, breathes in, and holds on a second longer.
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★★★★★ | 301 Verified Reviews
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30 sheets per box. Each sheet is a concentrated dose of detergent and perfume elixir that dissolves completely in water. Free of parabens, phthalates and dyes, in a recycled paper box rather than a plastic tub.
Drop one sheet into the empty drum before you load the clothes, not in the dispenser drawer. One sheet covers a normal load, two for a large or heavily soiled one, and you can tear a sheet in half for a small load. Always handle the sheets with dry hands.
Insured and tracked worldwide shipping on every order. In-stock orders are dispatched within 1 business day after verification. Average delivery time is 5 to 7 days, and you can follow your order from the Track My Order menu.
30 days from delivery to request a return, in its original packaging and unused. Write to contact@avera-paris.com and we send you a return label.
★★★★★ 4.71/5 · 301 Verified Reviews
Within an hour, whatever I put on my skin turned into something else, and not for the better. This is the first time in years that someone has asked me what I'm wearing.
It started off great every morning and was gone by lunch. It's on my everyday clothes now, and people ask me what I've got on.
I'm a flight attendant, so perfume is out. I washed my uniform in it and I finally smell of something all the way through a long day.
I did my husband's clothes first, I was fed up with him smelling like the laundry basket. I'm 72 and friends have noticed on my own things too.
They have always loved smelling my clothes. Now they snuggle in even closer, and it's still in the wardrobe days later.
I didn't want another softener that's overpowering and sweet. This one is rich without being loud about it, and it's still on the towels a week later.
My softener never lasted on the towels or the bedsheets. I did the bedsheets first so I could smell it every time I get in, and I still can.
I was buying parfum strength to get through a day, or re-spraying all afternoon. Both cost me a fortune. Nothing goes on my skin now.
I had just come out of hospital and wanted to smell like myself again. The sandalwood did it, and my daughter noticed before I said a word.