To celebrate my fiftieth birthday and make it unforgettable for my guests, I recreated a courtyard of orange trees in blossom and imagined a light perfume with light and passion, inspired by the verses that the Andalusian poet Antonio Machado penned about an orange tree in one of his poems. My guests liked it so much that it ended up being the soul that gave life to my signature project.
My alter ego.
My fetish. Black leather, absolute presence, timeless reference, requires a strong personality to show its power. Fusion of traditional European equestrian culture with that of the legendary American motorcycles, with which I also identify. Brave unmistakable fragrance... but the essence of leather does not exist! The accord interprets it.
Olfactory inspiration, resplendent and magic. Bewitching floral filter. Exuberant and voluptuous tuberose and jasmine with exotic Osmanthus. Magic and power dressed in incense and labdanum linked to the the incandescent strength that emanates from cedar wood.
This is my festive tale of a magical celebration of a starry night in Dubai.
I have always felt an irresistible attraction for leather.
A leather accord can be intense and severe, but, when it revolves around tanned suede with cedar and vanilla essence, it becomes velvety soft, golden and very elegant. It’s the other side of leather.
The real rose water was the water used in the distillation of rose petals that, after extracting their essential oil, maintained a pleasant floral smell of fresh petals and was used as personal, cosmetic or ambient perfume. L’eau de rose is my homage, in a liquid Mediterranean key, to the unique essence of roses.
“Fascinated by Dubai! The 4 elements of the nature around me: the powdered land of rose and tonka, spices on the air, smoky fire of oud and frankincense, and finally the fruity vital water. The perfume comes to live in my mind and yells me… do it!”
Pure, sophisticated and very exclusive. Unique elixir of Indian oud, Turkish rose and Somalian frankincense in graceful presence of Spanish saffron and Russian leather. Magic revelation next to Dubai.
One of the nicest things we can enjoy in Spain in March, is the flowering of over a million cherry trees on the valle del Jerte, painting a sea of white flowers of sublime scent that will turn into the fruit of desire: cherries. Impossible to resist the temptation to interpret it, impossible to resist the temptation to wrap it in musk.
I created my first personalised perfume in 1977 for my bride to wear on our wedding day. It was a white powdery floral fragrance based on the iris root. Since then, iris has been one of my obsessions. It is the most unclassifiable, elegant, beautiful, expensive ingredient there is. The root must be dried for three years before its precious essence can be extracted. But it does not last as much as it costs and making it last is almost… impossible!
Inspired by the raw smell of patchouli leaves that I discovered with hippies in the sixties on the island of Ibiza and represented the first olfactory image that defined an attitude: provocation and freedom. Mon patchouly has become sophisticated, enriched with poetic sunsets on the sea watched from the Café del Mar; it is addictive and captivating for its power to convince and seduce everyone around.
My olfactory language is largely based on essences extracted from wood. Of these the most rare and solemn is Indian agarwood —also known as oud, its Arabic name. A unique, powerful and almost magical scent with a great tradition in Arab culture. Given my penchant from the culture of Al-Andalus, I decided I should compose my own interpretation of this unique ingredient with a Western Mediterranean twist using also leather and musk.