The sun on the water, one morning. A light that strikes the surface and cannot be met face to face. The eyes close on instinct. In that instant, something passes. A blood orange, vivid and faintly bitter. Bergamot in the salt air. An orange blossom, still, holding its breath. And underneath, a dry amber warmth that settles in, like the light itself, once you stop turning away.
Top notes: Bergamot, Bloody Orange Heart notes: Geranium, Orange Flower Base notes: Amber Dry, Tonka
