VER SACRUM
Discover your favourite spring scent
The fragrance drifts from bloom to bloom, a tender conversation; and all the world seems held within a single transformation.
VOLKAMARIA
In the cafés and parks along the grand boulevard, the dernier cri is the curiously soft and milky fragrance of an exotic plant with an outlandish name.
The air is full of blossoming.
You can almost hear it breathing. Each branch is like a quiet voice, each petal softly speaking.
HESPERIA
From the open doors of the Orangerie, bright notes of green and golden citrus flow into the crisp morning air of the palace gardens.
From somewhere this new wind brings, swaying from the bearing of nameless things, over the sea, what we are.
SALE MARINO
When the Bora wind whips the black waters of the Quarnero, a fresh, salty mist engulfs the Coast of Laurels, the grand riviera of Imperial Austria.
After long rainy afternoons an hour comes with its shafts of golden light and flings them at the windows in a radiant shower, and rain drops beat the panes.
ELYSION
A fragrance as intangible as Klimt’s golden vision of the Elysian Fields: “an ideal realm, wherein alone we can find pure joy, pure happiness, pure love.” It wears like a subtle, immaterial cloak of bright light, verdant freshness and subdued florality.