Sonic Flower ROOM 1015 Sale

The lipstick’s on. PINK PEPPER is the colour of the day. That clean yet dirty ORRIS smell of powder. Here to stay. She crashes JASMINE PETALS in her gin. The stage is waiting, let the game begin.  A tender CASHMERE shawl embraces shoulders like a cage. It tames the Lioness, all ready to enrage. Her SKIN is sweet. Their eyes are hungry. Lights off. She breaks the silence with the chord. The Sonic Flower. Let them stare in awe.