Whiskey, juniper, black and pink pepper
Guaiac wood, vetiver, patchouli, cashmere, saffron, tobacco
Golden amber, leather, benzoin siam, oud, cedar, sandalwood
Venezia 1920 – Grey Velvet
The first time I saw Venice I’ve realized that it is a secret to be revealed wrapped in the mist. A city on water, made of water: the rain, the lagoon, the fog, the mist.
One evening I was walking among the streets. The sun was going down and wet rain was blowing. In the dark I heard a voice. „Water is just the treasure chest“, he told me. I turned around abruptly. „Who are you? What do you mean?“ I asked him. No answer, just a chuckle, somewhere in the shadows. Then a light touch on my shoulder. I turned again: an open door invited me to enter. The warmth enveloped me like a hug. I threw the wet coat somewhere, and I advanced into the long corridor. I felt the soft carpets under my feet, caressed the smooth walls of shiny stucco, the inlays of precious stones, I touched with a finger the large brocade sofa. That night I dreamed of Grey Velvet.
An amber opening, warm like the feeling of leaving the cold behind and be welcomed in one of these homes. A round gourmand heart of plum and fig, soft, coconut, sensual like satin velvets, brocades that embellish the rooms. A background of moss and sandalwood, it draws you into the warmest and most fragrant rooms as sumptuous as a large room heated by a fireplace, all cushions, velvets and golds. A warm embrace to let yourself go, intoxicated with beauty.