Castagna
Fragrance notes
Character
A Sunday morning in a small kitchen, the window fogged from the kettle. Someone slices into a warm loaf while bergamot peel sits on the cutting board beside a handful of dried iris root. The air is cool outside, the room golden and still. The opening feels bright and slightly rooty, the citrus sharp against the soft, starchy air.
The middle turns toward chestnut and maple syrup, but the sweetness stays grounded. Heliotrope rounds the edges while carnation adds a gentle, clove-like heat that never bites. Vanilla and tonka bean move through the space with sandalwood and guaiac wood, vetiver and musk holding the base steady. It smells like a room where something is baking but no sugar has spilled, the warmth coming from wood and steam rather than icing.
The person at the table wears a wool cardigan with sleeves pushed back, the cuffs carrying a faint powder from the iris and a trace of nutty heat from the chestnut. Sunlight rests on the grain of the wooden table where a half-empty cup of tea sits beside a bowl of whole nuts and a single peeled bergamot.
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