BLUE MANDARINE

Positano. Lost between two mountains lapping the sea, this little Amalfian village sparkles. Rocked by the waves and shaded by our sail, weadmire this bustling hamlet where men and women hand in hand, hug and kiss. Deep layers of colour intermingle on the facades making a patchwork dedicated to the sun, to Helios, to the sun. Floating in the air, just above the water, is the perfumed trail of the Dolce Vita.