With Argentina, Memo plunges into the heart of a territory, a country, to the rhythm of a dance, a passionate impulse. Argentina is embraced in its entirety, carried away in a single movement; that of a twirling tango. A dance of mixing, of travel, and on the dance floor, corolla shapes appear. Like a rose, emblematic of perfume, queen of flowers and symbol of ardent love. A floral aromatic with a sweet and warm back, wraps you in elegant and delicate way, where rose and oud meet to a tango dance.
Here the sun is a laughing character. Warm and welcoming as oud. Here the common bird, the hornero, has an intense, fast and unexpected way of singing and calling its partner. Like Tango. This nomadic dance, symbol of travel, of mixed cultures, of shared traditions, expressing the constant surprise of life. A surprise like a touch of ambrette combined with rose. The dancers are entirely dedicated to the smoothness and audacity of their movements. She’s wearing a rose in her hair, her heels draw a corolla on the floor. Jasmine and magnolia whisper between their shoulders and waists. Here the ground resonates with dancers footsteps, the sky is filled with birds songs and in the air, an enveloping perfume floats.
