Penhaligon’s SOLARIS

The new fragrance from the British Tales Collection

SOLARIS

Within your orbit the whole world danced

An ode to the sun, timeless, and yet the clock of the world,
through space and time, a story of the
growth of fruits and civilizations,
the eternal stability of cedar and sandalwood
sandalwood and soft vanilla,
the moment located in
uplifting, heavenly grace.

The sun, origin of all being,
beating heart of the cosmos.
Every fertile spark of life
feeds from it, the beginning.

A celestial explosion, the hand of the Almighty?
Heat, hydrogen, helium and maybe sand?

Or a celestial body pulled by a chariot?
The mystery behind every “who am I” and “why”?

The superlative star that guides us all.
Or maybe …
just an intergalactic fireball?

With infinitely unfolding powers
the sun determines the time, lets blossoms blossom,
is the occasion for our faith beyond ourselves,
for ceremonies, rituals, dances and bells.
Solaris, Shiho, Sol or Ra –
or according to the wisdom of the Cherokee
perhaps only a jealous star after all.

Resurrection of the morning, colorful end of the day,
the epic mixed with the everyday,
one is the sun and shines on all paths.

With invigorating citrus notes that bathe everything in light and let the blackcurrant shine, powerfully rich and still.

The caress of white flowers, a luminosity equal to the sun on the skin, or skin to skin, a soothing warmth: divine light. Fantastic. All-encompassing.

An ode to the sun, timeless, yet the clock of the world, through space and time, a story of the growth of fruits and civilizations, the eternal stability of cedar and sandalwood and soft vanilla, the moment located in uplifting, heavenly grace.

CITRIC – FLORAL

Black currant, neroli, lemon, ylang-ylang, jasmine, tiare flower, cedarwood, sandalwood, vanilla

ABOUT PENHALIGON

Once upon a time, a long, long time ago. Well, not quite that long ago. About 152 years ago. William was a barber. His name was Penhaligon. He left the Cornish coast behind, took a train, and soon a sign with his name was hanging over the new barbershop on Jermyn Street. PENHALIGON’S.