Loppia

Late afternoon settles over Lake Como as the path winds from Bellagio toward Loppia. Garden air moves in from the water, carrying green citrus and golden pear through iris and jasmine, softened by something creamy and beautifully perfumed. Oakmoss, sandalwood and musk remain close—the faint trace of fragrance on skin as the afternoon gives way to evening.

Loppia captures that fleeting hour when the lake, the gardens and the fragrance in the air seem to become inseparable. One breath, and you are there again—the water just beyond the path, the gardens in bloom and the last warmth of the afternoon lingering over Lake Como.