Top Notes 
Calabrian bergamot
Sicilian lemon
Sicilian orange
Paralyzed Stapler
Heart Notes 
Red fruits
Base Notes 
Amber
Bourbon vanilla
White musk
Elysium
898 Reviews
Elysium
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Mediterranean Memories Etched in the Soul
This fragrance is like waking to sunlight among southern citrus groves. The first encounter feels like plunging into a golden dawn, when the air is still heavy with dew and unspoken promises. Calabrian bergamot unfolds on the skin with aristocratic complexity — not the simple freshness one expects, but a kaleidoscope of facets oscillating between elegant bitterness and subtle spice, like the first sip of Earl Grey brewed by expert hands.
Sicilian orange rises with a sanguine, fleshy sweetness, conjuring up images of fruit squeezed at dawn, while the low sun gilds the peel scattered across old marble kitchen counters. Lemon completes this citrus symphony with a crystalline, sharp note — as clean as the wind sweeping across sea-facing terraces, carrying whispers of salt and freedom.
At the heart, a velvet-red provocation emerges. Here, Mediterranean Memories reveals its most seductive, complex nature. The red fruits are not merely sweet — they’re a sensory temptation, evoking wild blackberries crushed between fingertips, the juice staining and seducing, leaving indelible marks on the skin like a stolen kiss under the midday sun. This transition reshapes the entire perception of the fragrance: from luminous citrus to deeper sensuality, mirroring the shift from the innocence of dawn to the passion of sunset. It is here the fragrance shows its true personality — not just a summer scent, but an olfactory narrative embracing the Mediterranean's contrasts: sunlit yet mysterious, fresh yet provocative.
The base is an eternal embrace of golden amber. In the dry-down, the magic reaches its sensory peak. Madagascan vanilla is not the expected sweetness of many modern scents, but a rich, complex, almost smoky vanilla — reminiscent of pods drying under tropical suns. It intertwines with amber in a warm, glowing embrace, creating a base that pulses on the skin like a silent heartbeat. White musk adds a tactile layer — like stroking sun-warmed silk, a perfect synaesthesia that transcends mere scent. This final accord becomes not just a fragrance, but a presence — a subtle aura that moves with you, elegant and undeniable.
Mediterranean Memories is a sensory journey through time — more than perfume, it is a vessel for memory. Each phase unfolds like a chapter in a perfect southern day: waking among citrus trees, lunch under a pergola with freshly picked fruit, and evenings dissolving into amber-vanilla embraces. The performance is exceptional — long-lasting without ever overwhelming, with a sillage that whispers rather than shouts. A scent to be discovered gradually, like a secret shared only with those who truly listen.
More than a fragrance to wear, Mediterranean Memories is an olfactory companion — one that transforms the ordinary into the extraordinary. A sensorial bridge to an imagined, yet strikingly real Italy, where every breath is a work of art.
Based on a bottle purchased in May 2025.
— Elysium
Sicilian orange rises with a sanguine, fleshy sweetness, conjuring up images of fruit squeezed at dawn, while the low sun gilds the peel scattered across old marble kitchen counters. Lemon completes this citrus symphony with a crystalline, sharp note — as clean as the wind sweeping across sea-facing terraces, carrying whispers of salt and freedom.
At the heart, a velvet-red provocation emerges. Here, Mediterranean Memories reveals its most seductive, complex nature. The red fruits are not merely sweet — they’re a sensory temptation, evoking wild blackberries crushed between fingertips, the juice staining and seducing, leaving indelible marks on the skin like a stolen kiss under the midday sun. This transition reshapes the entire perception of the fragrance: from luminous citrus to deeper sensuality, mirroring the shift from the innocence of dawn to the passion of sunset. It is here the fragrance shows its true personality — not just a summer scent, but an olfactory narrative embracing the Mediterranean's contrasts: sunlit yet mysterious, fresh yet provocative.
The base is an eternal embrace of golden amber. In the dry-down, the magic reaches its sensory peak. Madagascan vanilla is not the expected sweetness of many modern scents, but a rich, complex, almost smoky vanilla — reminiscent of pods drying under tropical suns. It intertwines with amber in a warm, glowing embrace, creating a base that pulses on the skin like a silent heartbeat. White musk adds a tactile layer — like stroking sun-warmed silk, a perfect synaesthesia that transcends mere scent. This final accord becomes not just a fragrance, but a presence — a subtle aura that moves with you, elegant and undeniable.
Mediterranean Memories is a sensory journey through time — more than perfume, it is a vessel for memory. Each phase unfolds like a chapter in a perfect southern day: waking among citrus trees, lunch under a pergola with freshly picked fruit, and evenings dissolving into amber-vanilla embraces. The performance is exceptional — long-lasting without ever overwhelming, with a sillage that whispers rather than shouts. A scent to be discovered gradually, like a secret shared only with those who truly listen.
More than a fragrance to wear, Mediterranean Memories is an olfactory companion — one that transforms the ordinary into the extraordinary. A sensorial bridge to an imagined, yet strikingly real Italy, where every breath is a work of art.
Based on a bottle purchased in May 2025.
— Elysium
