Velvet Canyon Fever Dream Green Tea
There’s a simmering heat hangin’ round this midsummer’s evening. Sandalwood and musk lingers in the air. You throw your silk scarf onto the chaise; wipe the disco off your brow. The mirror sings back the statement you've been making. Lover on your arm, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. As you sip on your Negroni, you fall into the haze of a Fever Dream... and let it last all night.