If you can dream – and not make dreams your master; If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet Triumph and Disaster, And treat those two impostors just the same: If you can fill the unforgiving minute, With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son! By Rudyard Kipling “A deep rich woody scent reminiscent of wood piles, freshly chopped timbers, the sap, shavings and sawdust of red gum; and the effort required to make the same.”

INGREDIENTS: Sandalwood, frankincense, bergamot, labdanum, patchouli, lime and bay oils.

She is fresh, spontaneous and precocious. Her bubbliness will surround you with her infectious laughter. Occasionally you may catch her singing in the kitchen or bathing with candles and flowers. She can surprise you with her generosity and tenderness, while trying to hide her vulnerability. She can kiss like an angel underneath her firm shell. You may detect a hint of sweet violets about her that hides her soft underbelly. A fruity lusciousness with deep sincerity and a faint vagueness of a mystery that you can’t quite name. She can turn your head, act on a whimsy, and sometimes on a deeper level be gently troubled or confused. Well aren’t we all ? The”Butterfly” suits all occasions and is stunning under a full moon on a summer’s night. Your”Butterfly” will help you do, what you can effortlessly, with what you have, where you are…..