You find yourself in a world where the golden fields of wheat and rye are no longer a certainty, where the comforting crackle of crust and earthy warmth of grain are memories slipping through humanity's grasp. Cereale is your tether to the essence of bread - a creation born from ingenuity when nature faltered. As you wear it, the rich, nutty tones of bran and rye unfold like a freshly baked loaf cooling on a wooden table, grounding you in the primal connection between soil and sustenance. It's not just a reminder of what was lost; it's a quiet rebellion against scarcity, a celebration of resilience wrapped in the soul of grain. Cereale features notes of rye toast, yeasting dough and butter. It is an eau de parfum, edp.
Fragrantica: I literally smell like freshly baked rye bread and butter right now. Not sure how to feel about that, but as per usual agar wonderfully manages to make a fragrance so odd I can't help but laugh a little about it.
Fragrantica: The savory butter fragrance of my dreams. Cereale has an exceptionally aromatic opening; the initial blast of caraway reminded me of a slice of pepperoni pizza in the strangest and most delightful way. The butter has a lot to compete with because the caraway top note is so strong, but as time passes, Cereale begins to smell like a buttered piece of warm rye toast. Pair with Pearfat Multiball for a delicious olfactory feast.
