Fendi Theorema

In this uncertain spring weather, even the thick-blooming cherry trees seem in danger of catching a chill. Winter shuffled off its mortal coil in April but makes a regular reappearance in ghost makeup after sunset. Worse still are days when it rages at high noon, howling and rattling its chains. On these days of wind and cold rain it's important to have a readily available source of comfort.

Fendi Theorema is like an abandoned wooden shack you stumble into by mistake that miraculously keeps you warm and dry in the midst of the deluge. There's something a little magical about its initial burst of orange and cinnamon, a sparkle of sunlight where there shouldn't be any; and then, spicy woods, like smooth, sanded floorboards unexpectedly comforting to the touch. Vanilla and amber are like a scratchy but clean blanket you find in the corner. The cabin is bare; there's no furniture, no fire, and you won't find anything to eat in the long-empty cupboards. But sometimes the knowledge that you won't be disturbed is worth roughing it a little. Now that you know where it is, you'll be able to find it in a storm.