Orto Parisi was founded in 2014 in Amsterdam by Italian perfumer Alessandro Gualtieri, the creator of Nasomatto. Conceived as an homage to his grandfather’s garden in southern Italy, the brand embodies Gualtieri’s fascination with the raw, primal side of life and nature. Each perfume is a visceral study of the body, its instincts, and its intimate relationship with the earth.
Gualtieri’s training in Germany and career with major fashion houses such as Fendi, Versace, and Valentino gave him a technical foundation. Yet it was his travels across Oman, India, and Saudi Arabia that awakened in him an appreciation for fragrance as a deeply ancient, ritualistic art. With Orto Parisi, he channels that learning into an exploration of fertility, vitality, and mortality—fragrances that celebrate life’s cycles through unapologetically bold compositions.
Leather as inheritance. Stitched with smoke, aged with time, made supple by the hands that carry it. A resinous heart hums with incense and vetiver, a funeral pyre for forgotten heroes. Cuoium is a legacy worn as a skin: animal hide, fire, and stone, bound together into something enduring and unyielding.
The ocean, wild and merciless. Mineral spray and salt dry on the skin as waves crash in endless repetition. A fragrance that carries both the infinity of horizon and the suffocating weight of its depths. Bracing and metallic, Megamare is the sea, but also the terror that lurks within it.
Awakening with a rush of blood to the head. A gasp that splits your ribs and lights the sky. Grapefruit and bergamot crack open like a shard of sunlight piercing through closed eyelids. Blackcurrant and pineapple follow: darkly sweet, green-veined, like fruit ripened in a dream. Risvelium is vigilance – the abrupt, glorious shock of becoming aware again. Its blinding clarity leaves you exposed.
Decay as devotion. The animal in us laid bare, unapologetic and fertile. Stercus is the heat rising from rot, the soil that drinks waste and turns it into bloom. Skin, fur, and sweat linger, disturbed by a flash of sweetness and wood. It shocks, unsettles, then seduces – because what we reject is what we carry within.
Born of volcanic soil, Terroni erupts in fire and ash, molten rock and scorched earth. Resinous and mineral, it smolders with the violence of creation – magma, smoke, and charred roots collapsing into fertile ground. Terroni is ruin and rebirth, the fire that forged us still blazing in our veins.
Orto Parisi shares the mystery that defines Gualtieri’s work. Ingredient lists are undisclosed, encouraging each wearer to interpret the perfumes through instinct rather than formula. The collection embraces paradoxes: beauty in decay, vitality in earthiness, allure in the animalic. Each scent is designed as a statement, a provocation, and an invitation to confront the raw power of nature and the human body.
Examples include Bergamask, a luminous citrus that evolves into an unsettlingly animalic trail, blurring the line between attraction and repulsion; Seminalis, inspired by the notion of a fragrance that awakens procreation instincts; and Terroni, which channels volcanic soil and the primal force of the earth’s creation.
Like Nasomatto, Orto Parisi is hand-produced in small batches in Amsterdam. But where Nasomatto thrives on abstraction and artistic provocation, Orto Parisi is rooted in flesh, soil, and life itself. These perfumes are not mere adornments – they are confrontations with the essence of existence, expressed through scent.
