Architecture, literature, music, painting, sculpting, poetry…. Art… Onyrico – the Italian perfume house is all about paying tribute to the Italian art…. It is about taking the time to appreciate, evaluate, admire… Onyrico is creativity… It is a dream that becomes a reality. Onyrico is about freedom and independence.
This week I am taking my first steps into Arabic / Oriental scents with Kajal Perfumes Paris.
The Arabic world has fascinated me since my early days because it is so different from everything in the mainland Europe. Sand storms, intense heat, camels…where do I even begin?
This year is drawing to an end, and it is quite unbelievable how quick! With the festive season approaching faster than I can grasp on to the saddle, and with only three weeks until the start of 2019, let me introduce you to another delicious fragrance which I am sure you will enjoy.
Majda Bekkali sounds like a magical spell to me.. This is a name of a very creative and passionate lady, born in Morocco. And this relatively new fragrance house is with us since 2009.
As soon as I close my eyes I can instantly envision the beautifully shaped bottles. They are like stones – so smooth and sleek like the ones caressed by the constant movement of waves… And those colourful ‘stones’ fit your hand perfectly, just like a favourite mug, the one and only… Now, the scents that fill those gorgeous bottles are purely exceptional pieces of art. Each one of them is telling a different story, with passion for life pulsing through.. Continue reading “Esxence Diary – Majda Bekkali”
Lovely Irish weather outside! 🙂 A perfect day to sample something new. Today it’s The Merchant of Venice.
It is a rare rainy day this year in Ireland, and I happen to have a day off, too. What a delight! As I can finally catch up on the perfumes samples from the Esxence fragrance show. It is so nice to see the fields and grass getting back to their usual green.. Continue reading “Esxence Diary – The Merchant of Venice”
When poetry meets perfume, something magical happens..
And what am I
if not a whisper in the wind…
I can only write what sits heavy on the heart.
As soon as it’s done, thoughts wander off…
Words and Pictures from the Middle East
Olfactory Opinions from Oz
Casting Memories into Stone
Bonjour Perfume 