THE SCENT OF LUXURY: AN ICON REIMAGINED
A familiar love, yet the roses aren’t alone on the Turkish riverfront. Leather laps up the lively banks. Dried fruits burst forth; plum, bergamot, a fusion of citrus. Jasmine blooms with gusto a brush of soft suede and saffron spice as plucked patchouli whirls and weaves a distinguished melange with amber and oud.
Bold bergamot bustles leather and oud through the haze of the bazaar, in search of spices; saffron and cardamom. Irresistible delights exist here in Halfeti… not to mention the fabled black rose.
The jewel in Turkey’s crown the rose in the desert cracked cardamom and a blend of bergamot and citrus offer spice and zest to the town of Halfeti.
The heady haze of Halfeti saffron’s spice acquired from the Bazaar spur on this dreamy daze. Rose petals face the sun, the terroir turns them black. A cedar shaded sleep might be in order.
Amble through the ambery depths of Halfeti, where tanned leather and soft suede warm in the midday sun. Heady oud. An Oriental haze. Bazaar by nature.