Lorenzo Pazzaglia Green Island

Green Island is much more than a perfume.
It is a memory stored in the soul, the sweet echo of a distant summer, the kind that remains forever imprinted on a child’s heart.
For Lorenzo Pazzaglia, Ischia was not just a destination: it was the place where time stood still, where every moment spent with his father became eternity. The laughs in the sunny alleys, the barefoot runs on the shore, the sea singing secrets just for them… they were simple moments, yet so full of love that they became sacred.
Years later, it ‘s Marco, with his sincere love for that enchanted island, who rekindles that spark.
Together, they decide to make that bond, that fragment of happiness, eternal, by enclosing it in a perfume: an olfactory symphony called Green Island.
Just close your eyes … and you are carried away through the sun-drenched streets of Ischia, with the wind that smells of salt and freedom, the sound of waves breaking gently on the rocks, ripe citrus fruits shining through the leaves, aromatic herbs that transport us to the majesty and beauty of its mountains.
And then, at sunset, the scent of flowers blends with the warm air, like an embrace that tastes of nostalgia.
But Green Island is, above all, a perfume that is not simply worn. It ‘s lived.
It ‘s for those who have loved, for those who love, for those who preserve a memory like a secret jewel.
For those who believe that true love does not fade, but remains floating in the air, like a promise whispered by the wind.