Set amidst citrus groves, the aromatic garden of the sunny Cyrnos villa was the preferred escape of turn of the (20th) century upper crust. Queens, poets and artists mingled beneath fig trees and parasol pines, enjoying the fabulous views and the easy luxury of the blue Mediterranean shore. The air is scented by lavender from Roquebrune and the dry aromatics of Provence. Initially, Cyrnos sparkles, the subtle glint like sunlight off azure water conveyed by the commingling of floral lemon and milky fresh fig. Thyme is a green, herbaceous bloom that is soft yet satisfyingly earthy. Myrtle is a thick leafed, slightly camphoric effect, like bay only sweeter. Black fig ripens to a rounder, lushly sugared wonder at the heart of this fragrance, but before Cyrnos becomes lopsidedly fruity, lavender cleanses and reforms any burgeoning sweetness, while pine provides a piquant spike of tart-sweet sap. Musk is a silent force that leavens this rich, fertile scene, like white clouds against a blazing blue sky. Patchouli is as simply green and intriguingly fugitive as the ever-turning, waving face of grass. Deeply relaxing yet as tantalizing as a rediscovered idyll, Cyrnos is an irresistible, elegant escape.