Biehl Parfumkunstwerke, Pc01
Remember those first days of summer? Before the laze and languor set in, casting our bodies and souls in stillness or despair. When sweat was still a novelty, our noses turned pink and everything played to the sweet soundtrack of the ice cream truck. The patter of bare feet rushing toward a turquoise splash, the thrill of baring everything, finally! When an orange dreamsicle is all we ever needed to be happy.
Featured image:Mandarin by Umberto Salvaging