Everyone has their own beach. Someone likes the paradise of the Maldives, while others have nothing more familiar than the Kuzov archipelago in the White Sea. Therefore, a "beachy" scent does not have to smell like the ocean, tropical flowers and tanned skin. Soon the higher powers will give us the go-ahead and there will be a wide range of beaches in life. Someone will rush headlong to their beloved Phuket - feast on mangoes and douse themselves in coconut oil, and someone to Northumberland to breathe deeply the air soaked through with fog and sea salt.
Salt, as it turned out, gives a complete taste not only to food, but also to perfumery aromas. Givaudan perfumer Linda Song says she adds depth to fruity, floral and citrus notes and, when handled correctly, sends a signal to the brain with the scent to immediately imagine the sea, sun, sand and happiness. We will now deal with such tricks!
Northumberland is the most remote and sparsely populated county in all of England. In these parts, not even all the British have been, which is why the wild beaches are deserted and this makes them even more beautiful. Perfumer Christine Nagel voluntarily imprisoned herself here for a couple of weeks to admire the views, smell the air and touch the pebbles. She conveyed the essence so accurately that there was no place for a single floral note in the fragrance!
From the "vegetable" there is only sage grass, desperately making its way through the dense fog, drizzle, salt spray and damp wood. Instead of a swimsuit - a woolen cardigan, instead of slates - rubber boots, instead of a cold pin of colada - warm tea with milk. You lie on a lounger and ventilate your head from unnecessary thoughts.
Another flirtation with underrated British beaches. Eyewitnesses say that during the velvet season on the island of Mercia, Essex is amazing. The air is hot and smells like dried flowers, the water is like fresh milk, here and there beach houses the color of marshmallows. I want to take my time to collect a picnic basket, wear a brimmed hat all day and read a romance novel in a rattan chair. Bliss.
American high society of the West Coast: an Art Nouveau villa on the cliff, floor-to-ceiling windows, contemporary art, a crimson sunset with silhouettes of palm trees, armfuls of white flowers in crystal vases, Big Little Lies soundtrack, a sip of zinfandel. Perfect script, filigree character, old money, no silicone.
The charm of Latin licentiousness and the status of Art Miami. Beach skyscrapers and Art Deco mansions. Microscopic bikini and sheath dresses. Martini extrdry and champagne fountains. Florida is ready for anything - if only you feel good. And the color of the water here is the most beautiful in all of America.
Calvi Beach in Corsica looks like a postcard from a souvenir shop - so beautiful that the soul freezes. The air is a little salty, a little sweet, smells like pine needles and whipped cream. I would like to find a secluded place, spread a blanket and doze off to the rustle of waves - now turquoise, now emerald. And then again splash to goose bumps and wade back to the villa barefoot.
The countries where the Mediterranean Sea spilled were blessed in heaven. Magnetically beautiful, crystal clear, deep, invigorating. Feast on juicy watermelon, squeal, jump with a bomb right from the boat, get sea urchin caviar, kiss and sleep under the stars.
The veranda of the Fasano Hotel in Rio is the ideal vantage point for modern Ostap Bender. If you want, put on white trousers and get involved in an adventure. Would you like to put on white pants later, but for now, like locals, flex your muscles and refresh yourself in the depths of the ocean. For pep - a hot Brazilian woman (rear view) and caipirinha in one gulp (read also: "What is Brazilian beauty, or Why Brazilian women are the most beautiful in the world").
Everyone should visit the Maldives at least once. Excuses in the form of "it's boring there," claims for a lifelong bachelor and high cost are not accepted. On the spot you will understand how wrong you were. The world's best beach holiday, top-class tranquility and Robinson Crusoe with full board. There is a possibility that the return to the mainland will be questioned.
A touching memory of the Swedish coastal countryside with ducks and sedges. In the garden apples ripen, the sun is hot, grasshoppers chirp, and in the gazebo grandfather and grandson are intently playing chess.
The wind sweeps over the tops of volcanoes and the surface of the three seas washing the Korean island of Jeju. The clouds hung so low that you can reach with your hand. Tea plantations grow by the unimaginably blue sea. In the interior of the island there are tangerine trees. On the beach, scents mix and soothe with their serenity (read also: “Almost uninhabited: 7 beaches for secluded relaxation lovers”).
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