
You add
A few words and, if you like, a photo, fifteen seconds of sound, a feeling. Ten seconds is enough.
Add a little joy every day, in ten seconds. Your jar stays sealed until December 31: that night, you relive your whole year, in words, pictures and sounds.
And to taste the ceremony tonight, a sample year is waiting for you in My Years.

Millésime is not a journal to reread every evening. It is a ritual: a jar that fills up without being touched, and opens once a year.

A few words and, if you like, a photo, fifteen seconds of sound, a feeling. Ten seconds is enough.

Your jar gives you back a random memory. The rest is waiting for you.

Your year opens into a sky of lights, and you relive it moment by moment. You pick your favorites.
The cicada under the window. A friend’s laugh. The rain on the skylight.
A photo shows, a sound brings you back. Months later, you close your eyes, and you are there.
You keep your finger on the jar, the seal breaks, and your memories rise to form a sky of lights. A laugh, the sea in the distance, the sound of a café terrace: you relive them one by one, then your year comes together as a rosette.


The seal breaks, your memories rise into a sky of lights, then your year comes together as a rosette. Excerpt from the app prototype, with a sample year: no real memories.
Give your year a word: it lands on your jar’s label. Then your vintage joins My Years, and 2027 begins at midnight with a brand-new jar.

Once your jar is open, share the card of your vintage: the Lantern, the Constellation or the Label. The year and your jar, never your memories. If you like, the word of your year joins them.

Every opened year is filed in My Years, its jar still full of light, with the word you gave it. Browse it by calendar, day by day, or by your favorites.


Your memories come back on their own. Search for a word or a #tag across all your opened years.

A trip, an encounter, a first: fill in a past year with a few memories, guided step by step. Your years fill up from day one, and these can be relived like the others, your way.

Millésime lives at night. Day, ivory and gold, is waiting if you prefer it. The ceremony, though, is always lived at night.


On December 31, it will be waiting for you.