Here, I am in the cradle of the Renaissance and wherever I gaze, I see you.
In this haven of beauty, time has given our love eternity, and every one of my thoughts takes me to you.
A DIVINE IDYLL
A dream of romance in Florence. This delicate kiss powdered with iris is the first, left like an offering with curls of incense and myrrh on the neck of the one you love. A ray of jasmine-scented light, a breath of heliotrope, and a caress of cedar hold the moment suspended in an immaculate white halo. A musky vanilla will leave its imprint on the wearer’s memory, and like a piece of gauze, pro- longs the sillage and marks the moment forever.
NOTES: Iris, Heliotrope, Myrrh, Olibanum resin, Vanilla, Musk