An ode to fresh crisp greens, juicy herbs, colorful beds, young peas, a bowl of the simple, delicious salad that we always look forward to in the spring, and true family values. It’s so simple and so natural. An ode to childhood, whatever it may have been. After all, each of us has a secret place deep in our memory that we run to for support. What is behind your mysterious little door? Here, you open it with a tiny key, like Alice, and… what is behind it? The door of my soul leads to my grandmother’s garden, where it is always sunny, soft spurge tickles my bare feet, hyssop bushes are green in fragrant haystacks behind the column with the key water, Chinese carnations are sown with a broad hand over the beds, and spicy herbs with tomatoes grow under the apple trees. And no matter how old I am, in the most pleasant and in the most difficult times, I close my eyes and return to that moment of all-encompassing light.
Notes: green peas, zest, basil, tomato leaves, hyssop, radish, cuban pepper, currant leaves, spices, aromatic herbs, cedar, juniper bark.
The cologne starts with peppery, juicy basil, followed by tomato leaves, and even a little radish and rucola. Then aromatic herbs, juniper and transparent resins warm up, gently layered on a light musky cloud.
O’de Horod
From the author. You and I have common roots. Let this fragrance wake up your genetic memory and open the door to your own brightest memories. Because no matter how old we are, we only really remember our childhood.
