Palumbella Botanical Perfume



58 in stock

58 in stock

Palumbella: the botanical scent of the Moltitudes. A sensory journey into the nature and history of Positano


This botanical perfume is recommended for those seeking a pure and authentic olfactory experience without compromising on the quality of ingredients. It is ideal for those who appreciate craftsmanship and attention to detail, desiring a deeper connection with nature and history. Palumbella perfume is perfect for lovers of natural fragrances and engaging narratives that transport the imagination on unique and compelling sensory journeys.

With Palumbella comes the first fragrance of a line we have named “Moltitudes” made exclusively from natural and botanical raw materials.

Through scents we tell stories of women and men who really existed in and around Positano.
Prominent individuals, symbols and icons, artists and intellectuals, who have passed through these places over time shaping them. Scents that bridge different eras and tell glimpses of life lived revealing untold anecdotes of a rich and fascinating territory.

But that is not all. In addition to the perfume itself, each package contains a narrative booklet that reveals the intricate stories of the characters featured in these scented tales.
This engaging narrative is accompanied by evocative illustrations: the fine cardboard box is decorated with colorful chinas, creating an all-around sensory experience.
Our goal is to transport you on an exciting journey through smell, storytelling, history and image, offering you the opportunity to wear in effect a spent humanity that somehow identifies and echoes within us.

The art behind perfume: only natural ingredients
We chose to use only natural raw materials to create our botanical fragrance. Each olfactory note comes from carefully grown plants, flowers and spices, without the use of harmful chemicals. This not only preserves the environment, but also provides an authentic and uncompromising sensory experience.
Each spray of this perfume is a multifaceted, multicolored journey that enraptures you and takes you far away.

A stimulating collaboration
We wanted Elena Cobez with us on this adventure. We first met in Milan, Italy, at one of his aromatherapy classes in 2017, and since then a friendship was born that immediately turned into a collaboration thanks to a shared artistic vision of fragrances made only with natural raw materials and a ‘conceptual idea of departure: storytelling.

Elena Cobez’s olfactory sensations of eau de parfum Palumbella
“Notes of petit grain and sandalwood wrap themselves in an embrace as complementary elements, ready to meet the lightness of citrus. Floral essences pulse as heart notes lending grace and sensuality to the composition. To complete, the base notes give depth to the whole and return us to a dimension of intense physicality, in which breath meets a still ancestral nature.”

Learn about the history of Palumbella

It was a Saturday in June 1964. Standing in front of the mirror Palumbella fastened the long row of buttons on the red dress she had made herself, knowing that the dress would slender her legs even more and arouse vivid desires from boys and men of all ages.
She loved to sew with a Singer with which she had long worked on her wedding trousseau.
That morning she lingered watching herself as she gathered her long black hair into a braid and pinched her cheeks to
brighten its color.

The ‘old house, perched on vertical walls overlooking the sea, where he lived with his large family, was among the most isolated, surrounded by a vast and fertile hillside of olive, citrus and grape vines. Each member of the family had an assigned task, the males were devoted to cultivating the vineyards, the females baked bread in the ancient wood-burning oven and washed clothes with lye in the stone wash house.
Palumbella milked cows and climbed steep paths and labyrinthine stairways to deliver milk to village homes.

Every Saturday in June she used to bring the mulberries she picked from the large tree to Positano. He laid them gently on fig leaves and filled the basket to the brim.
To get to the village she had to walk, with not inconsiderable loads, a long stretch of trail, the difference in height of which made the transit tiring, but she did not mind, it was a moment she devoted to herself, away from the lively family.

Along the way, she used to take some detours and sometimes took refuge in a hidden cave. She liked being there, felt protected and thought about the future, imagining falling in love and getting married soon.
Orange trees, lemon trees, and centuries-old olive trees stretched all around in a warm embrace.
Each season gave different blooms, fragrances and colors, from the golden light of helichrysum flower heads, to the white flowers of citrus, to the deep balsamic blue of myrtle.

Reaching the sea with the loaded basket, the patrons of the moment flocked around her to get the juicy mulberries, as soon as it was emptied she would set it down on the sand and dive into the sea to indulge in a long refreshing bath.
For some time now, extravagant people from faraway places had begun to arrive in Positano: artists, writers, poets, painters, and Palumbella watched them from the shoreline with dreamy eyes.

That day he decided that on the way back he would make a stop at the ‘old abandoned mansion, known only to a few village elders.
The building was partly concealed by thick vegetation and with awkward access.
She had a sense that the house somehow communicated with her; she felt welcomed every time she crossed its threshold. The huge rooms with high vaulted ceilings, typical of the place, were frescoed with prissy female figures; in looking at them she had the impression that they invited her to stay as long as possible.
One window had a magnificent view of the sea and maritime pines.

Absorbed on the windowsill, she suddenly sensed a change in the density of the air and winced. For a moment she was paralyzed at sensing a presence in the room, until it became palpable and she turned her head away. A step away from her, a tall boy with a dark complexion stared into her eyes with such intensity that she felt as if she were falling into a precipice; the light touch of his hand caused her to shudder.

Who was he? Where did it come from? That furtive body contact was the only thing that kept her anchored to the floor.
He drew his face closer to Palumbella’s and slowly slid down to her neck and ear; the boy’s breath deepened as he caught her scent, and she found herself immersed in the stranger’s thick black hair.
It was like being crossed by a longing, merging and blending into one essence that possessed a persuasive and diffusive power: it tasted of strength and sensuality; of instinct and sixth sense; of wood and leaves; of dust, rocks and sea. Free flight in primordial open spaces.

There is no record of how long that ‘meeting lasted, some say a single moment and some say a lifetime.

Martha Rubino

Informazioni aggiuntive

Weight 60 g
Dimensions 15 × 15 × 8 cm

Alcohol Denat., Limonene*, Citrus Bergamia Leaf Oil, Santalol*, Santalum Austrocaledonicum Wood Oil, (R)-P- Mentha-1,8-Diene*, Butter Extract, Linalool*, Citrus Aurantium Amara Flower Oil, Cananga Odorata Flower Oil, Pinene*, Citrus Bergamia Peel Oil Expressed, Geraniol*, Evernia Prunastri Extract, Citrus Aurantium Dulcis Peel Oil Expressed, Citral*, Benzyl Benzoate*, Benzyl Salicylate*, Farnesol*, Citrus Limon Peel Oil, Citronellol*, Isoeugenol*, Eugenol*, Benzyl Alcohol*.
*Ingredient naturally contained in essential oils.

Customer Reviews

Based on 2 reviews
Brigitte Hattinger
Love it

Palumbella smells fresh, timeless elegant and unique! Love it and use it everyday! Heartfull thanks from Austria!

Sarah Rosenkrands
I have not recieved the perfume

Ciao. The perfume was not in the package. So I can not say if it is Good . I would like to recieve it.

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