The smirky hypophora of “who’s keen on vanilla?”
out from the dirt of earth, up to the trees of Orchids, ruffled by the breeze, dubbed as The Flower Of Monarchs by the Chinese…
once was sprouted in Mexico, sailed through continental seas upon the Gallic ships, wrestling waves, and rooting in Sava to grow
in Sava it took the lion’s share,
adorned for its olfactorius touch… odorized and such… and infatuates just as much
SAVA
A whiff of nostalgic history and mesmerizing memory
Key Notes:
Top Notes: Berries, Citrus aurantium
Heart Notes: Praline, Cinnamon, Orris
Base Notes: Madagascar vanilla, Amber, Sandalwood
