From every trip I have always brought back the olfactory memory of the places visited. Of a trip to the Antilles I have alive the memory of their olfactory power: on the slopes of the volcanoes grow the roots of the Vetiver, with virile and woody notes. Mornings shine with the freshness of citrus fruits and, little by little, the air vibrates with noble and precious spicy aromas. Starting from these memories I built Vetyverso: a fragrance with a decisive and intriguing trail
