Verde d'Arancia is an unrestrained citrus scent that features orange. It is like a sunny morning encapsulated in a bottle. From the very first notes, you will sense the brisk accent of citrus peel, imparting the composition with vibrancy and freshness. The orange solo fluidly shifts, at times presenting juicy-sweet shades of the pulp, at others, herbaceous-cool notes of green leaves, and then again, bitter-tart chords of the zest. Verde d'Arancia is an eau de toilette, edt.
MONOTHEME VENEZIA BOOK OF CITRUSES VERDE D'ARANCIA REVIEWS
Fragrantica: Very reminiscent of Hermes Orange Verte, though leans more unisex and is available at a fraction of the Hermes price. If you're looking for dry citrus and wish to avoid syrupy sweetness, Verde d'Arancia is a great low risk option. Conjures a particular soap scent memory from childhood bath time. Exudes cleanliness and it is office safe because the fragrance stays close. Can be layered for interesting combinations. I have enjoyed combining with Arabian Oud's Majestic Special Oud (rose+oud) and Ferragamo's Oceani di Seta (salt+florals).
Fragrantica: This is a GREEN ORANGE scent! Not a regular sweet orange you're imagining. Their scent is much closer to orange blossom and bergamot than the fruity orange pulp you're looking for. This is a great fragrance, but it's letting people down because they've been mislead into having different expectations! Sharp opening, like getting spritzed by an orange right as you plunge your nails into its peel. Raw, bitter and energetic. The linalool almost makes it smell like lavender. It's green, floral, almost spicy, not sweet. Really, think pure neroli. Unique, very unisex and layers well with many scents thanks to its simplicity.
Fragrantica: God, I love this. Unfortunately, it has essentially no longevity on my skin or sillage, so I have to perfume-bomb myself in it to get a somewhat lasting cloud—but even despite this, I can't help but just love this scent. It's a true-to-life pure orange scent—fruity, zesty, clean but somehow luxurious. It begins as the zest of an orange before settling into the fruit itself. Smells like watching the sunset settle over the Italian coast, an Aperol spritz in hand.
