Above Lake Garda, where the light gently softens the shores and silence spreads, the Cape of Senses doesn't impose itself—it simply emerges.
A place designed to slow down, to breathe more deeply.
Here, time expands, and space embraces you.
Linen that folds between your fingers. A towel warmed by the sun. A slipper gliding over stone.
Everything chosen for its texture, for what it awakens on the skin.
Menus that unfold like pages. Coasters that disappear into surfaces. Door signs that whisper.
Nothing shouts. Everything belongs.
What PRIMA brings doesn’t decorate — it completes.
These are elements made to stay quietly in place: to follow a movement, to mark a pause, to close the gap between body and space.
Not things to notice. Things to feel—when the moment is right. A sense of gravitas. Lightness. Silence.