Frais

Fico Nero is not a perfume for me - it is a place. As soon as I apply it, I find myself in the midst of a warm Sardinian fig grove. The sun beats down on the ripe fruits, their green-juicy sweetness hangs in the air, accompanied by a creamy, almost velvety breeze that feels like coconut milk.
The opening is photorealistic: green fig leaves, milky fig juice, slightly sweet - but never overwhelming. Then it becomes softer. The coconut milk brings a sensual warmth without drifting into sunscreen territory. It remains consistently elegant and unobtrusive - like a white linen shirt by the Mediterranean.

Fico Nero is ideal for spring, summer, and warm autumns - for days when you just want to mentally escape. It is a fragrance for connoisseurs, for dreamers, for anyone who appreciates natural sophistication.

A true highlight for fig lovers - and for me, one of the most beautiful Mediterranean scents of all time.

Hibiscus Mahajad is not a classic floral fragrance. It comes across as intense, fruity, and slightly sweet, but without drifting into the kitschy. The hibiscus clearly takes center stage, accompanied by a velvety depth that gives the fragrance character. Not a light summer scent - rather something for special moments when you want to stand out, but in a stylish way. To be honest, I was pleasantly surprised. I had expected something average, but was convinced by the concept, quality, and aura. One of the few floral fragrances that truly resonated with me.

Arabian Musk flies completely under the radar - and that's exactly what makes it interesting. No loud Orient, no sweet overkill. Instead, clean musk, a bit powdery, a bit floral, almost skin-close. Not a scent that fills the room, but one that accompanies you - quietly, reservedly, yet present. And for the price? Almost outrageously good. Those who know it appreciate it. Those who don't miss out on quiet luxury.

Naxos is like liquid sunshine on warm skin: honey that doesn't stick but shines. The lavender provides freshness, the tobacco adds depth - both perfectly balanced. Not an old man's scent, but soft, warm, almost comforting. For me, it’s an autumn walk with a cigar and quiet joy. Loud, yes - but never hollow. A fragrance with character and soul.

A fresh gust of wind during a quiet tea hour. The opening? Cold-brewed Oolong with a hint of citrus peel - clear, green, almost meditative. Not an intrusive showoff, but quiet refinement. The longer it stays on the skin, the more the green reveals itself: not sweet, not woody - but like freshly cut grass after a summer shower. For all those who feel at home in tea and nature - this is a sip of calm in fragrance form.