UNISEX

Leather • Sugar • Spice

The movement slows until it almost disappears

Warmth settles into everything

Leather is already there softened by sun drawn close until it feels like part of the skin itself A quiet sweetness rises from it not added not separate just something warmed into its surface

Sugar lingers within it not bright not crystalline but softened into something deeper touched by light until it begins to darken

They are no longer distinct

The leather carries it
The sweetness settles into it

A trace of spice moves underneath dry and barely there like warmth caught in the sand

Nothing sharpens
Nothing lifts

It stays close textured and continuous
a warmth that stays with the body