7:40 a.m — Once her body is brushed, her skin cleansed, and her spirit gently revived, it is time for moisturizing. Suzanne lets a few drops of her Mexican Tuberose Huile Antique fall into the palm of her hand before applying it over her arms, shoulders, hips, and lower legs. Her skin immediately glows and delights in its floral notes.

7:45 a.m — She carefully studies herself in the mirror, her faithful companion with its stern gaze yet friendly advice. Suzanne dreads it sometimes, especially on mornings after a short night when her facial features and insides feel out of sorts. However, she also knows how to appreciate its reflections. This ambivalence towards herself is fundamentally one of her greatest charms. On this day, Suzanne seems satisfied with her reflection and allows herself a discreet, modest smile. It is only after contemplating her face that the skincare waltz begins and her hands then set to work.

7:46 a.m — Using a soft cotton pad, she applies her Eau Superfine to refresh her complexion and bring out the natural tint of her cheeks. She then uses her fairy-like fingers to apply a small dab of Pommade Virginale blended with two drops of apricot kernel oil to her cheekbones, forehead, and delicate little nose. Lastly, she gives the finishing touch to her eyes by smoothing and softening their contour with her vide poche serum.

7:54 a.m — Aware that her face could not truly shine without a perfectly combed hair, Suzanne grabs her detangling brush with spikes and sets about the serious task of styling her hair, which, according to the rules of the art, is performed in a hundred repeated strokes. The scalp is stimulated and her hair swirls around, without a single stray in sight. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have enough time this morning. She only manages to complete fifty hair twirls and saves the other fifty for bedtime.

8:00 a.m — Suzanne prefers natural looks to artificial ones and applies only the faintest touch of make-up to her skin. A cloud of mattifying powder applied with a flower brush to even out her complexion and a small amount of poppy red aker fassi on her lips. It is on this colourful note that the scene of the first moments of the day draws to a close. She leaves the dressing room that she holds so dear, already thinking about their reunion that very evening.

8:22 a.m — Suzanne gets dressed without hesitation for she knows what suits her complexion and each of her outfits is meticulously prepared the day before. Standing in front of the tall mirror that dominates her hallway, she takes one glance at herself, straightens here and there a few strands of hair, and leaves her home, already nostalgic for this special moment with herself.