"Today I remembered my first love (and some other obsessions), after finding our old vase. When I was young, I wrote this parable about an alien loving pineapples. Only very specific ones, however. His human partner would not like how they would ferment, and they couldn’t speak the same tongue. I guess nothing makes sense when you are in love, and little more matters when you are drunk on it. The days that followed I went swimming so often. Sometimes it felt like waves of lavender bringing sleep, more often though it was tides of gin & tonic drowning it. There were always tears at the end, burning my cheek and salting my glass. But there is no end."
Fragrance Notes
Fermented pineapple, black pepper, lavender, pink pepper, gin, half a year of hangovers, salty tears, java vetiver, cedarwood, tonka bean
