Spritz at sunset
A scent story inspired by Bvlgari’s Allegra: Rock’n’Rome
The piazza buzzed with life, the sound of clinking glasses and laughter spilling into the warm air. The late summer sun hung low, casting long amber hued shadows that danced across the cobblestones. She leaned back in her chair, a playful smile tugging at her lips, a glass of spritz catching the golden light like a jewel.
The scent of apricots hung in the air, lusciously ripe, their soft sweetness with an unmistakably tart undertone. A breeze carried the aroma past her table, mingling with the sparkle of champagne, its sharp fizz tickling her nose with a playfulness. Around her, the bittersweet edge of Aperol flirted with the juicy warmth of apricot, an irresistible contrast that mirrored the mood of the afternoon bright, carefree, with a light touch of rebellion.
She raised her glass, the bubbles catching her attention for a fleeting moment before she took a sip. The taste lingered:, fresh, vibrant, with a pleasant sourness that lingered just long enough to make her want more. The warmth of the sun clung to her skin, and she could feel the slight flush of the champagne as it softened her edges, coaxing her deeper into the moment.
Across the table, her friends leaned in, their laughter fizzing and bubbling over like the foam of their spritzes. The city seemed to conspire with them, basking in its own lazy, late-summer charm, as if procrastinating the arrival of evening. It was the kind of moment that felt deliberately stretched—like the last encore of a song so perfect that even time itself lingered to listen.
Above, the sky began to blush, streaks of coral and gold painting the horizon. The air grew heavier, richer, the rich fruity scent deepening with the hour. She lingered for a moment, her fingers tracing the rim of her glass, savoring the sweetness that filled the air. The city murmured around her, the sounds blending into a melody.
And as the sun dipped behind the rooftops, leaving the piazza bathed in a soft glow, she took a final sip, the taste of summer lingering on her lips: bright, effervescent, and bittersweet.
