The Garden of Java, a plain bordered by a centuries-old volcano. Oil of grapefruit. Glossy green palm trees, one-horned rhinoceroses, giant flowers in changing colours, prehistoric buffalo, and bent-backed pilgrims, Maté absolute. The temple of Borobudur, shrouded in mist, rises up like a lotus blossom. White musk. Its flaming domes, the vital force of sesame seeds, a release from the yoke of passion. Rose-peony iris accord. Kedu, enchantment, dizziness, passion.
As vast as the peninsula that inspired it, Iberian Leather gives boundless expression to its fullness and power. Continental, integral and proud, from Spain to Portugal, the Iberian soul greets the ocean horizon, that salutary elsewhere.