The Begining

It all came together at dinner. (At Gato to be exact). A tiny bottle of perfume was passed round the table – oohs and aahs ensued and then the bulb went off. It was exactly the second time in our friendship we realized we had what we’ll just loosely call, the same nose. (There’s no accounting for shape or size, we’re talking about brass tack smelling powers here).


We rambled energetically, flinging adjectives across the table over expensive wine. We were speaking the same olfactory language! Eureka. And so, dear friends, we decided to embark on a perfume adventure of our own.


Introducing Williams and Murray.