A bracing cologne of coastal Italian citrus rinds – chinotto, blood orange, cold-pressed lemon and green mandarin with ambrette seed and clean musk. Androgynous and light bodied, this citrus-musk fragrance is as uplifting as it is comforting. Cold pressed lemon preserves the sweetness, and the acid punch of this fruit, preventing lemon from becoming overtly floral. Chinotto is a darker shade of citrus, one that brings to mind the mud colored textures of an amaro with a twist. Blood orange is the juiciest of these tart aspects, a fluid note that is also remarkably rich. Bergamot and green mandarin register less as fruit than as beams of light, or a the fresh, leaf-infused breeze. Violet lead picks up on the green piquancy of mandarin, and asserts it in a more complex, satisfying fashion.
Violet’s gritty, slightly suggestive texture illustrates a cool intensity, that couples with incense to create an effect that is decidedly seductive, and refreshingly subtle. Grapefruit imparts a floral heat that brings to mind a coastline, not too far away. Copaiba balm generates visions of the old, polished staircases that wind through buildings, a dark, resinous, woody core of strength. Musk and ambrette are soft reminiscences of bodies that have passed through this landscape, oakmoss a dim peep of the natural world that wriggles through the pavement of this civilized setting.
As intriguing a fugitive as Harry Lime in The Third Man, Italian Citrus envisions the classical beauty of another time and place and locates us within this unforgettable, decimated majesty. Classical, and as full of hazy reminiscences as it is of searing honesty, Italian Citrus is exactly what it says it is–and so much more.