Tatine Candles

Celebration Day: A little celebration, there’s something in the air. Bitter sweet orange blossoms, neroli, and pine bark. We’re gonna dance and sing in celebration. A jubilant cascade of fragrant white blossoms from the bitter orange tree, brightened with evergreen.

Kensington Gardens: You’re here with me, surrounded by lily of the valley. To be known is everything. fall asleep with me, with the sun on your face and jasmine in the air. The whispering between flowers and spring. An abundance of hyacinth and sweet honeysuckle blooms. Exquisite orange blossoms and heavenly lily of the valley are touched by green garden breeze. 

Laurel Canyon: We are stardust–we are golden. An evocation of rainfall on sun drenched arid soil. Canyon wildflowers float into the air and into the rain soaked eucalyptus trees, carrying the aromas of cannabis, juicy apricots, and rustic suede. You can almost smell the music.

Wild Honey: Honeycomb from heaven, the moon, the stars and the sun. You are liquid fire, burning beautifully in the morning light. Golden honeycomb dripping with citrus notes, luscious black currant, and wild herbs.