The name Briza evokes the gentle trade winds that caress the Amalfi Coast at dawn, its syllables, softly pronounced BREE-zuh, drifting through Tuscan olive groves and Venetian canals alike. Born of the Italian brezza and the Spanish brisa, with roots tangled in classical Latin, this melodic gem conjures memories of salt-kissed air and the quivering leaves of quaking grass under a summer sun. It weaves together a child’s promise—light as a whisper, resilient as a meadow at dawn—imbuing her spirit with a poetic freedom that even the basil in a Roman garden might envy. Briza, both rare and steadily blossoming, unfolds like a secret breeze, inviting dreams to dance upon its breeze-kissed wings.