Inspired by Mario Giacomelli’s photographic series of young Episcopal Seminarians, Io Non Ho Mani Che Mi Accarezzino Il Volto (There Are No Hands To Caress My Face): UNUM’s newest fragrance encapsulates the incendiary, iconic energy of these images in scent. Blazing yet earthen, the elements of this scent illuminate the meeting point between human and divine. Petitgrain and bergamot are the sun, sweetened by crisp galbanum and honeyed myrrh; a heavenly light in a grove of contemplation. If initial elements engineer a sense of heavenly wonder and ideal peace, the heart of this fragrance weaves a contrasting story. Cedar smokes sweetly, snaking a smoldering outline around geranium’s fizzing sparkle; clary sage explodes a matte green that is velveteen-ly unctuous; cinnamon, styrax and ylang ylang paint a picture of heat that is sumptuous and animal: these heart notes build the heady, intoxicating aroma of young male bodies (fresh, salty and sweet) bent in the direction of devotion, but whose natural inclinations occasionally tilt their frames in otherwise. In most scents and sense(s), the base grounds: here, it enshrines, like the seminary. Grey, soft incense blankets and focuses so that the auburn sparkle of benzoin, the sweet cola bitters of tonka bean, the pungent green of tobacco, and the floral-saline dust of amber and sandalwood are open to biblical interpretation. Io Non Ho Mani Che Mi Accarezzino Il Volto scans skins and souls alike, with the searching, confident gaze of a seeker. Wear it to disarm, and revel in your naked glory.