Lirio de Agua
Fragrance notes
Character
A sunlit terrace in late morning holds a small vase of cut flowers and a glass of cold juice. Mandarin orange lifts first, bright and thin, like the peel of a fruit just broken open near a warm window. It does not push outward. The scent stays close, moving only as far as the skin beneath a short sleeve. Iris arrives quietly through the middle, soft and powdery, blurring the citrus into something rounded and calm. There is a faint violet hue to the air, gentle rather than sweet, and a touch of warm spice that feels like dry air on a stone floor. Sandalwood grounds the final impression, woody and earthy, smooth without weight. The whole composition lives in the space between the wrist and the nose, fading before a walk around the garden ends. It asks nothing of the person who wears it. Light fabric shifts in a breeze. The juice catches the sun. A petal drops onto the table.
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