Not Chosen

Hortus is a primeval breath, a secret call across the eras that winds through the verdant fronds of the Garden of Eden, a vibrant essence that entwines those who wear it in an embrace of wild nature and primordial beauty. It is the promise of an uncontaminated world, a secret haven where senses are restored to life in an ecstasy of light and fragrances. This fragrance is a spell that sends your soul through time and space, like a dream where reality dissolves among the fronds of centuries-old trees and mysterious flowers. Hortus is the breath of the earth, the beat of leaves blown in the wind, the whisper of roots that wind together in the heart of the garden. Word has it that Garden of Eden holds all the fragrances of the world, a place where nature dances in perfect harmony, suspended between legend and reality. Golden fruit that tell ancient stories, silver rivers reflecting the endless sky and flowers of a thousand colours, whose aroma dissolves like a whisper in the air, are all hidden along its paths. The opening is a jubilation of freshness, like the first ray of sunshine that meanders through the branches: Sorrento Lemon and Sicilian Orange light up like brightly lit buds, while Cardamom from India and Lake Garda Lavender lend a spicy, balsamic, almost mystical touch. At the heart of the fragrance, Tuscan Apricot Blossom blends with Chinese Jasmine Grandiflora and Japanese Cherry Blossom, woven gently like the plot of an ancient story. Siam Lotus and Thai Ylang Ylang inject an enveloping sensuality, like the perfume of newly unfurled petals just after golden rain. Lastly, the base notes sit in a symphony of precious woods and velvety musk: Romagna Birchwood, Ligurian Red Elm and Romagna Oak intertwine like the roots of an ancient, enchanted forest. Australian Sandalwood and African Ebony add depth and warmth, like a sunset gently caressing the horizon.