Vicolo Fiori Etro 1996 Eau de Toilette

When I was a kid I liked a little book by Michal Snunit, "The Soul Bird". The bird knows many emotional colors, and for each there is a drawer in the bird's body.
Since my soul bird as a child was often rather sad and anxious and put his big wings over his little head like a blanket, I often imagined before falling asleep how sorrow and sorrow disappear into the drawers and are locked tightly with a beautifully squiggled key, so that they are hidden, somewhere far away in dark places, unreachable for us humans. Then I could usually fall asleep more calmly.

Vicolo Fiori is a fragrance that reminds me of the beautiful moments of my childhood, of those that shine forever in me, even if they sometimes seem strangely strange and distant.
It is a simple, bright and cheerful fragrance of fine, slender form, not strikingly elegant or even sublime, but also not unadorned in the sense of arbitrary or irrelevant.
It is lovely sun cream on pure, warm skin, is a dab of Nivea on round, rosy cheeks and a smiling child's mouth, is small white flowers in freshly washed hair and in the gentle summer wind.
It is the scent that surrounds us when we stand still and sunken in front of a bright flower, admire its beauty and think of nothing else.
Or if we drive through light-flooded avenues with a lemon ice cream in our hands and believe that summer will never end.
If we admire broken sunbeams in the sea of clouds, lie quietly on the beach and form sand angels, eat juicy peaches and need nothing further, the world is enough, everything is there, everything is good.
Simple and quiet happiness in the heart.
It still hangs as a comforting fragrance in our clothes when we remember the next day in the cool dawn that summer will soon be over, even though in the evening we always believe that the days never get shorter.

Vicolo Fiori is like the swan-white, shiny plumage of the happy soul bird who explores the world in the morning and at night, who lives in us and our dreams and is always there, who brings eternal summer - in spring, autumn and winter.