Hmmm… spoiled. Simply spoiled. I made a pot of this to amuse myself before bed and I am a fool.
Having finished my second steep of Florence, I moved to this Silent Movie Starlet. She’s soft, sweet and flowery. The write up says something about moss but I don’t get moss. It’s gentle and clean… very soothing to the palate. I don’t know what I enjoy best, the tea or the Chanel no 5 I’m wearing. They are a perfect pair.
Honestly don’t know how to place this… it’s a ghost or a memory. Perhaps it is the light framed in the fingers of trees. Bold, bright and ever so soft that you can watch the wind dance in the motes of pollen of a swollen spring. Or the laughter of children, a child’s first laugh or your child’s first laugh… this is easily a reflection tea… simply a treasure.
I can enjoy this tea as it is like nothing I have tried before… a natural beauty. She’s often overlooked by the big hussies of flavored temptress teas singing their siren songs from the cupboards of yore! LOL
