It begins with a gift.Someone buys it for someone they love.A box, a ribbon, a price that looks like a stroke of luck.Whoever receives it unwraps it, puts it on their neck, smiles.For the first ten seconds a fake smells like the original.It shows later. Like all lies.
That bottle has no signature.Nobody knows who filled it, with what, in which room.Nobody answers for the solvents, the metals, the hands that sealed it.Whoever bought it is not an accomplice: they are the first victim.A fake is exactly this: an object nobody answers for.And legality is exactly the opposite: someone who puts their name to it.
I have spent twenty-seven years learning what the real thing smells like.Today I use them to recognise the fakes.Not by nose: with a method that holds up in a courtroom.That is how Forensis Lab was born.A place where a doubt goes in and proof comes out.Or the honest word that there is no proof.
We do not sign what we have not held in our hands.We do not soften a finding for whoever pays.We do not borrow uniforms.We do not turn a doubt into an accusation.Because a signature is worth something only if whoever signs it answers for what they say.And we answer.
Legality is not a word for ceremonies.It is something you do with your hands:you open a box, you read a batch code, you compare, you sign.You teach it at school, before anyone buys.You defend it at a counter, at a border, in a courtroom.Nobody celebrates a fake that was never bought. We do.
Legality has an unmistakable scent.
We recognise it, we protect it, we defend it.
Alessandro Pette · Founder