From Marissa Zappas:

A creamy-white confection skewered straight through the heart and roasted over the embers of a sandalwood flame. Don’t let the graham crackers fool you, this isn’t a treat… it’s dinner. Curling smoke from a freshly lit Capri drifts into musky clouds of orris, tonka, and ambrette, smudging the line between confection and carnal.

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