Imagine yourself in a midday in late summer, the sun penetrates from the windows in a studio of a large metropolis. Concentrated calm, in a aware solitude, but detached from the hectic life of the city. There is a silent minimal music in the background while the sun goes down and sets. Walking and opening the window an hot and dry air strikes your face, the desire to interact with the rebirth of the city and part of it is born. You realize it’s Friday..And suddenly the phone rings..
WITH NOTES OF Mastic oil (Chios), Hyacinth, Rose, Frankincense, Atlas Cedar wood, Sandalwood, NOOUD,