“I had fun imagining a vanilla conquistador: a native treasure captured by invaders, conquering the conqueror's world in its own way.”
An inimitable, spicy, sirupy, woody signature. It's easy to forget, but before being a pod, it's a flower. This is vanilla, here deconstructed from every angle. A generous pinch of spices send this Hidden Flower undulating towards woody reliefs of sandalwood and cedar, finally resting on a luscious bed of vanilla and Peru balsam.
Mood: assionate and generous.
“I had fun imagining a vanilla conquistador: a native treasure captured by invaders, conquering the conqueror's world in its own way.”
An inimitable, spicy, sirupy, woody signature. It's easy to forget, but before being a pod, it's a flower. This is vanilla, here deconstructed from every angle. A generous pinch of spices send this Hidden Flower undulating towards woody reliefs of sandalwood and cedar, finally resting on a luscious bed of vanilla and Peru balsam.
Mood: assionate and generous.