‘Somewhere Mediterranean… The dazzling sun at its zenith, an exhilarating warm, delicious wind sweeps over the south side of the Island… Air scorches the parasol pines, the wild fig trees, cracking twigs into a merry anarchy. Pine needles crush under bare feet releasing a sensual summer scent. On the skin… A creamy wild fig, splashed with the coolness of bergamot and lemon warmed by the passion of cedar and gaiac woods, and tonka beans with their hint of almond. Notes of wild pink pepper appear in its wake making the getaway truly wild.’ – Voyages Imaginaires
