it's mid-august, and you're enjoying the last syrupy dredges of summer by putting on frilly bloomers and downing hibiscus cocktails in the sun with your friends. they urge you to go flirt with the hot butch who has been eyeing you up at the other end of the bar patio- the night ends with you licking raspberry gelato off your fingers, hoping to entice the woman who bought it for you. is the zinging down your spine a sugar rush, or something sexier?
incredibly fun and femme, great longevity, beautifully blended
