From the very first spray, Under the Mango Tree whisks me away to a sun-dappled garden, where the air is thick with the scent of green mango skin, tomato leaf, grapefruit, and bergamot. Each note sings on its own, yet they blend into something so refreshing and serene… like sipping an aromatic tonic on a garden terrace that has seen a thousand summers. Just when I think it can’t get more beautiful, a fresh rose begins to bloom. It’s fresh, dreamy, and somehow makes the whole experience feel like I’m being transported.. perhaps to the very place where these ancient, sacred mango trees grow. The way the rose intertwines with the still-present mango is nothing short of magical. Like they were always meant to find each other. This is, without question, the most unique and beautiful mango fragrance I’ve ever encountered. As it settles, the rose lingers and gives way to a quiet base of fir balsam, pine wood, and warm hay. It feels like the wind has picked up just as the sun begins to dip behind the trees. There’s a grounded calm in the base..rooted, steady, and so comforting. Under the Mango Tree leaves me feeling as if I’ve received a gift from the tree itself. The way it offered up its green, sun-warmed fruit to meet that radiant rose felt like an impartation..quiet and powerful. As if this tree gives without asking. And in return, it reminds me of the beauty that often goes unseen, but not unfelt. We sense it. We smell it. And somehow, it changes us.
Under the Mango Tree was a gift to my senses and beyond. My experience is transportive, transformative, soulful, and absolutely unforgettable. I’m in unexpected awe. Truly.
