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.
Eau de Parfum
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100ml
50ml
Mandarine Leaves, Cedrat, Orange Flower Blossom, Clove Bud, Jasmin, Olibanum Oil, Boxwood
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Like a royal
morning stroll
Until the 19th century, the collection and cultivation of exotic citrus plants in light-flooded and heated conservatories was an absolute luxury and reserved only for the wealthiest aristocrats. Even in the Habsburg orangeries ⸺ from the Boboli Gardens of the Palazzo Pitti in Florence to the Schönbrunn imperial residence ⸺ rare and valuable “Hesperides” were kept. Hesperia is a revived fragrance from the turn of the century, and at the same time a sensory journey through the morning palace park, with a hint of mandarin, orange blossom and box leaves floating in the cool air.
Fig. 1. Schönbrunn Orangery and orchard, 1826
Fig. 2. Giusto Utens, Section of a Palazzo Pitti lunette painting, 1599
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