ANISE SPRAY COLOGNE Balm spinning past bouquets bursting with

spinning past bouquets bursting with the delicate array of fresh

The tiniest little sprig of zest against a skyline of rippling whitecaps: Atlantic

That first-note certainty of a spring morning in the moment before any of the buds have fallen from the trees

not a flower or a fruit but perhaps a musk

The joint is hopping with a little shake of tea

ANISE SPRAY COLOGNE Balm spinning past bouquets bursting withIt's cool like that. Like black licorice. Like a snare drum, jazzy punch of some root beer rhythms. Get with it. Like famous Italian waffle cookies. A peppery, minty down beat of spice unwraps from the music of this scent: sweetness undercut with a delicious rivulet of zesty delight.