Primaverde

Bergamot and lemon clash delightfully with tropical fruit—mango and papaya arrive with an almost jammy sweetness that catches you off-guard, whilst peach softens the citrus's initial brightness. Within five minutes, you're experiencing something simultaneously tart and velvet-textured, green and fruity at once.

The florals emerge gradually, with freesia's peppery edge cutting through the remaining fruit notes whilst lily of the valley leaf introduces that crucial crushed-green quality. Rose integrates seamlessly, adding structure without sweetness, and primrose brings an unexpectedly herbal, almost soapy whisper that anchors the composition's playfulness.

The base amber becomes quietly insistent, paired with a subtle, skin-like moss accord that makes Primaverde feel less like a fragrance and more like an extension of your own chemistry. What remains is largely green and slightly woody—citrus ghosts linger at the edges—creating something closer to a skin scent than a traditional fragrance statement.