pippilotta palo santo Once more drawn to incense

Once more drawn to incense

The fragrance opens with violet leaves

Genesis evokes the innocence that once lived in all of us

bitter orange

conspicuous by its absence

pippilotta palo santo Once more drawn to incenseCarefree childhood, safe space. Holidays spent at Lakes, purple spots of gentian on torn knees my mother tries to shape them into my favourite animals and blows so that it does not sting. And the backyard in the beloved neighbourhood (Saska Kepa) where the scent of flowering trees and shrubs mixes with the smell of hot concrete while I draw a hopscotch with chalk. The fragrance opens with plum, rum, orange, reveals a heart of orange blossom, jasmin,