Filippo Sorcinelli
Filippo Sorcinelli
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A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
The elemi resin hits with almost medicinal clarity, its slightly resinous-green character immediately announcing this as something unconventional. Mandarin and lemon provide citric relief without exuberance, whilst jasmine's honeyed throat note prevents the opening from becoming austere, creating an intriguing tension between brightness and gravitas within the first five minutes.
Benzoin and cashmere wood establish a creamy, intimate warmth that feels closer to skin than to cologne bottle, whilst iris lends a distinctly powdery, almost pencil-shaving dryness that keeps sweetness in check. The resinous character persists subtly, preventing the composition from collapsing into generic woody-amber territory, maintaining Opus's architectural integrity.
Vanilla and ambergris create a soft, almost skin-scent quality, whilst leather and sandalwood provide gentle woody underpinning without intensity. White musk rounds everything into an almost imperceptible haze—the fragrance becomes something you remember having worn rather than something you actively smell, a whisper on wool and cotton that lingers for hours in diminished but present form.
Opus unfolds as a meditation on restraint—a fragrance that whispers rather than shouts, yet commands attention through architectural precision. The elemi resin establishes an almost incense-like foundation from the opening moments, its slightly green, almost turpentine-adjacent character providing an unexpected counterweight to the mandarin and lemon that dance above it. This is where Sorcinelli's vision becomes clear: rather than allowing citrus to dominate with brightness, it's tempered by jasmine's creamy indolence, creating a top accord that feels more sophisticated than cheerful.
The heart reveals the scent's true character. Benzoin and cashmere wood converge to create a soft, almost skin-like warmth, whilst iris adds a subtle powdery quality—that talcum-adjacent dryness that prevents the composition from becoming saccharine. The orchid note doesn't demand presence; instead, it exists as a faint, almost subliminal floral whisper beneath the woody-resinous scaffold. This is the territory of minimalist niche fragrances: deliberately restrained, intellectually composed, perhaps even austere.
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