In the indulgent, fading light of a party in India, velvety flowers exhale the sweet scent of heaven.
It is here, in this Garden of Eden, that she holds herself.
She is sensual, sublime. A goddess whose beauty can kill, inviting you to an eternity of pleasure. With an air of mystery, she awakens a burning desire, a feverish curiosity.
As you stroll through a garden in bloom, gracious, delicate orange blossom and tuberose captivate your curious soul. A lush, exotic Garden of Eden takes shape before your eyes. A deep sandalwood milk tinged with smoked woods gently coaxes you in.
There’s no turning back.
Brown sugar and amber woods hypnotise you, locking you in.