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Il Sentiero Degli Dei or "The Path of the Gods" takes its name, and inspiration from a rather beautiful and famous hiking trail that stretches between Bomerano and Nacelle, two tiny villages perched on the cliffsides on the Sorrento coastline, overlooking the endless blue of the Mediterranean sea.
This incredible route, where the ridges of Lattari’s Mountains slide and sink into the blue of the sea toward the Island of Capri, still tells its myths and legends to people who live there and to walkers.
This incredible route, where the ridges of Lattari’s Mountains slide and sink into the blue of the sea toward the Island of Capri, still tells its myths and legends to people who live there and to walkers.
The name of this trail is derived from Greek mythology and the story of the encounter between Greek hero Ulysses and the Sirens. As the story goes, Ulysses had his men strap him to the mast of the ship while his crew muffled their ears so they would not hear the fateful song of the Sirens. The Gods of Olympus, flew down to Earth to prevent their favorite from becoming shipwreck. But they landed a good way to the east and, in their haste to save Ulysses, stampeded along what was then a pristine and gentle coastline, leaving in their wake the cliffs and beautiful landscape we now call the Amalfi Coast.
Legends aside, there are a lot of historical evidences tell us that many travellers of the Grand Tour (Goethe, Lenormant, Mendelsson, Wagner.. and many more) knew about the Path of God, extoling its beautiful landscape.
Il Sentiero Degli Dei is this Mediterranean dreamscape rendered in perfume form. Its luminous, sparkling top notes of lemon balm evoke the sunshine of the Amalfi coast, dotted with orange and lemon groves as far as the eye can see. A serene floral heart of jasmine, rose, iris, and orange blossom unfolds its classic, powdery bouquet, but the citrus top notes continue to scintillate, cementing this as a very Italian scent rather than a French one, marked by the irresistible brio and good humour of the Italian Riviera. In the drydown, the sensual, woody base notes of ambergris and tonka bean cast a hazy, golden glow over the scent, evoking the red-gold tenderness of a late June sun slipping under the horizon of the Mediterranean sea. Somewhere in the final trail of this magnificent scent, there is the sensual surprise of musk, or more accurately, the scent of skin that has enjoyed a full day stretched out in the citrus grove of our imagination.