This pours like a pair of satin thigh-highs—dusky rose with a blush of mischief and bubbles jittering like disco lights. The nose tickles with wild strawberry, rhubarb, and a twist of pink grapefruit, all layered over a hint of salty breeze and crushed rose petals.
On the tongue, it’s gritty yet graceful—tart berry shivers held together by brisk acidity and that raw pét‑nat fizz. The finish hums with gentle tannin and a whisper of candied hibiscus. This is playful, sweaty, and effortlessly seductive—like dancing with a stranger whose touch electrifies before you even meet their eyes.
Pour it alongside tuna carpaccio drizzled in sesame oil and lime, or a plate of chèvre fritters dusted in smoked paprika. End with a wild berry and mascarpone tart—sweet, tart, unfiltered, and ready for next-night kisses.
