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Women's Fragrances Gabriella Chieffo

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Gabriella Chieffo Camaheu EDP is a fougère eau de parfum for men and women. A sensual liquid insinuates itself into the consciousness of chi; a bold person discovers their own personality and reveals more→what lies behind the maschera. A soul strong in its own fragilities. And being a man and being a woman acquires the value of one's self in the very essence of being human. The aura of each of us leaves a distinctive mark in our experiences: like a cameo, whose hard consistency is tempered by sinuous and sensual lines, it is a visible and immutable trace of defined features—thus, Camaheu unmistakably leaves a mark of its presence. Camaheu, the ancient French term for cameo, perceives the rigidity of …
Gabriella Chieffo Amanoamano Eau de Parfum 100 ml is a spicy unisex fragrance. I write notes on the score of time, traversing faces faded in absences. I tear the canvas of days gone by, becoming Poet, more→Jester and Winter. I am a smile stolen by the wind, a future torn away too soon, while my song breaks through the obvious. Irreverent voice falls into a tangle, unfolds in a smile and melts into tears. In the vertigo I lose your face, the mirror flips over and meaning is lost. But the vanished world suddenly reappears, interrupted hands touch again, the voids are filled, the canvas is sewn, your face returns and History begins again. Madness smiles at me and regurgitates Meaning, little by little …
Gabriella Chieffo Quasicielo EDP is a spicy eau de parfum for men and women. The sound of the rain. I can associate everything with the sound of the rain. I think I have always known it, but there is more→a precise moment when you realize what you are not, and maybe after, like a glass cut, what you are. And so you learn to want gently, because a single breath can seem like a challenge. And the voices, the voices... The ones that follow you when you are alone, the ones that amputate you and strip you and brand you while you make yourself silence. The sound of the wind. I can still pray with the sound of the wind. Pray for an identity, for the recognition of a mirror, pray not to be a cross. And my …