Masque Milano — Terralba
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The Opera Collection
Act I — The Experiences Scene I: Terralba
In front of you, the sea. Behind, Mediterranean shrubland. It is morn.
You are in a transition area in which the smells of shrubs and the heath mingle intimately (and indistinguishably) with the saline sea. You walk cautiously on the rocks of the small pathway leading to the beach, following – almost chasing – the sound of the waves, finding your way through the thick vegetation. It is a narrow and steep pathway. You touch the branches of the bushes. A bent branch bleeds a dense and sticky resinous liquid, whose strong and bitter odour doesn’t want to leave your skin. And – in front of you – deep blue. The horizon expands and you abandon yourself to the sounds and the view of the mighty ocean sea.
NOTES
lemon
clary sage
tangerine
myrtle
thyme
curry
immortelle
cypress
mastic
juniper
cedar
NOSE — Delphine Thierry
Italy, 2013
About Masque Milano
Eau de Parfum
The Opera Collection
Act I — The Experiences Scene I: Terralba
In front of you, the sea. Behind, Mediterranean shrubland. It is morn.
You are in a transition area in which the smells of shrubs and the heath mingle intimately (and indistinguishably) with the saline sea. You walk cautiously on the rocks of the small pathway leading to the beach, following – almost chasing – the sound of the waves, finding your way through the thick vegetation. It is a narrow and steep pathway. You touch the branches of the bushes. A bent branch bleeds a dense and sticky resinous liquid, whose strong and bitter odour doesn’t want to leave your skin. And – in front of you – deep blue. The horizon expands and you abandon yourself to the sounds and the view of the mighty ocean sea.
NOTES
lemon
clary sage
tangerine
myrtle
thyme
curry
immortelle
cypress
mastic
juniper
cedar
NOSE — Delphine Thierry
Italy, 2013
About Masque Milano
Eau de Parfum
The Opera Collection
Act I — The Experiences Scene I: Terralba
In front of you, the sea. Behind, Mediterranean shrubland. It is morn.
You are in a transition area in which the smells of shrubs and the heath mingle intimately (and indistinguishably) with the saline sea. You walk cautiously on the rocks of the small pathway leading to the beach, following – almost chasing – the sound of the waves, finding your way through the thick vegetation. It is a narrow and steep pathway. You touch the branches of the bushes. A bent branch bleeds a dense and sticky resinous liquid, whose strong and bitter odour doesn’t want to leave your skin. And – in front of you – deep blue. The horizon expands and you abandon yourself to the sounds and the view of the mighty ocean sea.
NOTES
lemon
clary sage
tangerine
myrtle
thyme
curry
immortelle
cypress
mastic
juniper
cedar
NOSE — Delphine Thierry
Italy, 2013
About Masque Milano
