La Voglia d’aMare by Filippo Sorcinelli: I’ve Melted in Your Waves
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When the day’s heat fades into the cool embrace of night, a world suspended between mystery and possibility emerges. La Voglia d’aMare by Filippo Sorcinelli captures this liminal space—a fragrance of fleeting passions and eternal memories, imbued with the essence of summer nights by the sea.
The fragrance opens with a vivid contrast: the creamy sweetness of coconut meets a faintly bitter, green edge, reminiscent of sun-drenched skin kissed by a cooling breeze. There’s an undeniable tension here, like the moment just before dusk when the first streetlights flicker on but the beach still holds its allure. Mandarin lingers at the top, its zesty brightness fleeting, paving the way for a more intricate story.
At the heart of La Voglia d’aMare lies a quiet drama. Iris root adds a powdery elegance, tempering the playful sweetness of coconut cream. It’s as if the creamy warmth of a daytime sunscreen transforms into something more nocturnal, merging with the hint of salt and tar from a nearby freshly paved road. These contrasts—refined yet raw, intimate yet expansive—anchor the composition, evoking nights spent on the shore under an expansive indigo sky.
The base reveals the soul of the fragrance: a smoky, resinous interplay of oakmoss, amber, and pine tar. The pine tar is particularly striking, a dark, unconventional note that lends the perfume its "grown-up" edge, pulling it away from the tropics and into the realm of sensual sophistication. This rugged warmth is softened by a musky undertone, as if the memory of the night lingers on the skin long after it has passed.
Projection and longevity are remarkable. The opening notes, with their bright citrus and creamy coconut, quickly give way to the deeper, moodier layers, ensuring that La Voglia d’aMare evolves beautifully over time. The amber-drenched finale, warm and golden, is worth the wait—a whispered reminder of summer nights when everything felt possible.
Filippo Sorcinelli has crafted a scent not just of a season, but of a moment: the tender yet electric pause between sunset and the promise of dawn. La Voglia d’aMare is a fragrance for dreamers, wanderers, and those who seek meaning in the ephemeral. With its contrasting textures and bold narrative, it transcends the ordinary, inviting you to relive your most vivid summer memories—one Piña Colada at a time.
A Fragrance for the Visionary
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The Colour of Pomegranate is not a scent for those seeking simplicity. This fragrance is for the dreamer, the artist, the person who lives in the space between worlds. It's for those moments when reality feels too rigid, and you long to step into a scene where life is a little more mysterious, a little more unspoken. The perfume unfolds like a quiet revelation—initially soft and almost soapy, with a delicate fruitiness that feels just slightly under-ripe, like eating berries before they fully sweeten.
As it settles on the skin, there’s a sense of tension, a sharpness that comes from its unexpected contrasts. The soapiness shifts into something more metallic, almost like the scent of air after rain, grounding the sweetness with an edge that keeps you intrigued. A sharp pepper note punctuates the fragrance, cutting through with a precise, almost bracing clarity, like a whispered truth that catches you off guard. It’s a perfume that’s both nostalgic and futuristic, delicate yet unsettling—perfect for someone who isn’t afraid of complexity, someone who values the strange beauty in life’s contradictions.
This is a fragrance best worn in intimate settings, for private moments of introspection or creative work. It doesn’t seek attention, but it draws people closer—an aura of quiet intensity. Imagine wearing it on a gray autumn day, the air cold but not biting. Or on a night when you’re lost in a book, or in conversation with someone who, like the perfume, makes you think twice.
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“Gacela of the Dark Death”
(...)
I want to sleep the sleep of the apples,
I want to get far away from the busyness of the cemeteries.
I want to sleep the sleep of that child
who longed to cut his heart open far out at sea.
(...)Federico García Lorca
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Video by Sigurd Magnor Kilerud @aliphatic_scents
This product was gifted by Filippo Sorcinelli