Eyes on Me

The taboo act of wanting to be noticed. The small rituals that look accidental but never are. Warm, familiar, and a little intentional. The desire to leave a room but have your presence linger like something sweet in the air, just out of reach. The moment you realize attention isn’t something you ask for; it’s something you hold. 

And once you have it, you don’t give it back.

TOP: Matcha Tea, Black Tea, Bergamot

MIDDLE: Almond Milk, Pistachio Milk, Vanilla Whipped Cream, Tonka

BASE: Vetiver, Sandalwood, Musk