For Christmas, Trudon travels to the alleys of a Moroccan Enchanted Souk: warm hanging lights, colorful molten glass, golden-coppery accessories, all are an invitation to travel to the desert, mesmerized with visions and scents. Like precious Moroccan lanterns, every glass is handcrafted with care and decorated with gold leaves. Colorful, the collection vibrates with amber light for Abd el Kader. A gust of freedom blowing from the Mascara coast and the mountains picks up on its way the green scents of fresh mint, the rashness of fights, ginger’s hot and peppered air and the perfume of tea and tobacco from the Ouled Nail tribe.