SILVER MARBLE - SIMONE ANDREOLI

The icy, dry and pungent odor of the ice trapped in an omnipresent and invigorating perfume that evokes the lost kingdom of ice in the far north.

The spices and the frozen citrus fruits are deposited on a coat of frosted and sharp wood releasing a powerful and unstoppable fragrance such as an ice storm that crystallizes the northern landscapes of Niflheim; the cradle of the elementary force of ice.

The cold freezes memories, suspends feelings and preserves any trace of time by crystallizing time. Ice traps color marble shapes that shine silver.

Turquoise surfaces that seal thoughts and stories through the ages, layer after layer.

From somewhere in the far north, stories still come from those looking for Niflheim, inspired by the Nordic legends of the ice kingdom, the origin of everything.

Dry and sidereal wind that shapes the frozen landscapes by sharpening the adamantine architectures. Crystal-clear shrapnel, pure and sharp like swords. Frost covering the rocks, negative breeze.

I entered an ice cave, a place of stasis and a gateway to sleepy worlds, lost in the cold.

A place to discover, shrouded in secrets and myths that covered its tracks in snow and storms.

FRAGRANCE Fern / Woody

KEY NOTES Ice Crystals, Cold Molecules, Frozen Wood