Acidica Perfumes
A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
Bergamot and lemon collide with aggressive brightness, their citric zip amplified by petitgrain's green astringency, whilst that peculiar "smog" note introduces an almost unsettling realism—you're not in an orange grove, you're smelling its memory filtered through Mediterranean city air. The coriander adds a subtle spice that complicates what could have been a simple citrus composition.
Thyme and sage move centre stage with herbaceous intensity, joined by clove's warm density and the botanical brightness of juniper that recalls gin botanicals. Neroli weaves between them, keeping the composition fresh and slightly floral without softening its austere character—this is where Indian Summer reveals its true personality as a green-spicy aromatic rather than a citrus fragrance.
The woody base gradually claims dominance as citrus fades, with oakmoss and cedarwood creating a cool, slightly mossy undertone whilst rosemary refuses to fade entirely, maintaining that herbal thread. Within a few hours, only faint traces remain—sandalwood and vetiver lingering as a whisper of the composition's former intensity, leaving skin that smells slightly drier, more mineral, than before.
Indian Summer arrives as a bracing confrontation rather than a gentle greeting—this is Villoresi in his element, constructing a fragrance that feels more like stepping into a botanist's apothecary than spraying on conventional perfume. The opening salvo of citrus is relentless: bergamot and lemon create a sharp, almost metallic brightness, whilst petitgrain adds a green, slightly bitter edge that prevents any sweetness from taking hold. What's remarkable is that whisper of "smog" in the composition—a deliberately jarring note that grounds this fragrance in urban reality, suggesting the haze of a Mediterranean afternoon where heat distorts the air itself.
As the scent settles, a distinctly herbaceous character emerges. Thyme and sage dominate the heart with a culinary precision, accompanied by clove's warm prickliness and juniper's almost gin-like botanicality. This isn't a green fragrance in the conventional sense; it's the scent of crushed herbs underfoot, of Mediterranean maquis baked by unforgiving sun. Neroli threading through keeps it luminous rather than earthy.
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