new york, 1955. a late night is about to become an early morning. a pile of leftover cherry stalks is evidence that you’ve both worked through most of the cocktail menu.
the table is stained with rum spills. they’ve called final orders at the bar, so you light up your cigars and head out. your night has just begun, after the last call.
beginning: fresh-picked cherries and muddled red fruits
middle: spiced rum and black pepper tea
end: burnt tobacco and vetiver
unisex, eau de parfum
excellent longevity and strong projection
comes with companion playlist
