Oliena
It all began with a walk, one spring night, through the quiet streets of an ancient village in the heart of Sardinia.
I had spent a few days on this beautiful island, immersed in the lifestyle of one of the Blue Zones, areas on Earth, where people often live vibrantly past 100, rooted in strong community ties, simple pleasures, and deep connection to nature.
It was still cool and fresh in the evenings, and I found myself embraced by the warmth of the local people, their vitality unlike anything I had experienced elsewhere.
One day, I was invited to a family feast in this ancient village nestled at the foot of a majestic mountain, surrounded by vineyards and the wild herbal fields of the Mediterranean maquis. The air was perfumed with the scents of dry grass, sun-kissed herbs, and woodsmoke.
One scent stood out - immortelle (helichrysum) - with its sweet, hay-like aroma, tinged with notes of honey and dried fruit. It reminded me of the lingering moments at the end of a summer day, when everything slows down and you simply exist in the beauty of the now.
I composed this fragrance as a tribute to those moments. A blend of the scents of fresh and dried herbs, citrus peel, and a whisper of white flowers, like the ones blooming throughout those spring days. Soft woody notes ground the scent, recalling the warmth of sun-drenched terraces, where you watch the sunset, a glass of Vermentino or Cannonau in hand, laughter in the air, and the taste of local herbs lingering in your mouth.
This perfume is a journey under the Mediterranean skies, a sensory-rich memory of a timeless land, resilient yet effortlessly graceful, where the art is simply living, for eternity.
It all began with a walk, one spring night, through the quiet streets of an ancient village in the heart of Sardinia.
I had spent a few days on this beautiful island, immersed in the lifestyle of one of the Blue Zones, areas on Earth, where people often live vibrantly past 100, rooted in strong community ties, simple pleasures, and deep connection to nature.
It was still cool and fresh in the evenings, and I found myself embraced by the warmth of the local people, their vitality unlike anything I had experienced elsewhere.
One day, I was invited to a family feast in this ancient village nestled at the foot of a majestic mountain, surrounded by vineyards and the wild herbal fields of the Mediterranean maquis. The air was perfumed with the scents of dry grass, sun-kissed herbs, and woodsmoke.
One scent stood out - immortelle (helichrysum) - with its sweet, hay-like aroma, tinged with notes of honey and dried fruit. It reminded me of the lingering moments at the end of a summer day, when everything slows down and you simply exist in the beauty of the now.
I composed this fragrance as a tribute to those moments. A blend of the scents of fresh and dried herbs, citrus peel, and a whisper of white flowers, like the ones blooming throughout those spring days. Soft woody notes ground the scent, recalling the warmth of sun-drenched terraces, where you watch the sunset, a glass of Vermentino or Cannonau in hand, laughter in the air, and the taste of local herbs lingering in your mouth.
This perfume is a journey under the Mediterranean skies, a sensory-rich memory of a timeless land, resilient yet effortlessly graceful, where the art is simply living, for eternity.
It all began with a walk, one spring night, through the quiet streets of an ancient village in the heart of Sardinia.
I had spent a few days on this beautiful island, immersed in the lifestyle of one of the Blue Zones, areas on Earth, where people often live vibrantly past 100, rooted in strong community ties, simple pleasures, and deep connection to nature.
It was still cool and fresh in the evenings, and I found myself embraced by the warmth of the local people, their vitality unlike anything I had experienced elsewhere.
One day, I was invited to a family feast in this ancient village nestled at the foot of a majestic mountain, surrounded by vineyards and the wild herbal fields of the Mediterranean maquis. The air was perfumed with the scents of dry grass, sun-kissed herbs, and woodsmoke.
One scent stood out - immortelle (helichrysum) - with its sweet, hay-like aroma, tinged with notes of honey and dried fruit. It reminded me of the lingering moments at the end of a summer day, when everything slows down and you simply exist in the beauty of the now.
I composed this fragrance as a tribute to those moments. A blend of the scents of fresh and dried herbs, citrus peel, and a whisper of white flowers, like the ones blooming throughout those spring days. Soft woody notes ground the scent, recalling the warmth of sun-drenched terraces, where you watch the sunset, a glass of Vermentino or Cannonau in hand, laughter in the air, and the taste of local herbs lingering in your mouth.
This perfume is a journey under the Mediterranean skies, a sensory-rich memory of a timeless land, resilient yet effortlessly graceful, where the art is simply living, for eternity.
INGREDIENTS
Essential oils, attars, and vegetable carrier oil.