The first inhale glows like the last golden hour. Ylang ylang, not in its usual dusty, solar costume, but reborn. Dewy, softly sweet, like skin kissed by moonlight instead of the sun. A blur of macadamia milk, cayenne cherry, and coconut pulp gives it a juicy flush. Bright. Tender. Almost translucent. There’s the familiar bubblegum lilt,
