A tea party with all the old dollies, the ones that that have grown sticky-sweet as their painted plastic faces break down with age. Real almond cake petits-fours, with orange flower icing, but the teacups are made of Play-Doh.
This opens with The Cheesecake Factory issuing a declaration of chemical warfare to Au Bon Pain.
Disaronno and Lazzaroni broker a tense amaretto truce, but VS Amber Romance blasts in and gives everyone headaches.
Finally the battlefield clears, leaving Toffifay standing alone, making feeble “This is nuts!” puns.
Imagine the Morton Salt girl in a pink raincoat and red rubber boots, blowing a bubble of strawberry gum. The strawberries run the gamut from fresh picked berries in the sun, to red soda pop, then shortcake ice cream bars, and finally those smelly erasers from primary school.
The salt melts quickly and disappears into violets, then a breath of vanilla, a brief taste of hazelnut. Sweet but strangely chaotic.
(In my head, this is what the Strawberry Letter was scented with.) Yuna is amazing–this song was featured in an H&M video spread.