Ernesto's in the House

There he is.... spotted in a hotel of Havana, sizzling under the stubborn sun of the Revolution, fierce overtones of leather and tobacco meddle with waxy silence of wood. Breaking out of the cool dimness, sly grimaces emerge, framed by the smoke of cigars and the barrels of guns.

This candle smells sooooo sexy....its by Cire Trudon

Spend the night with Ernesto.... Buy it at Aedes