Somewhere, in a land far, far away (but probably on another version of this bottle) there is a leopard-print polar bear looking for a piece of broken leopard-print ice on the crimson river depicted here. It is looking to jump on the leopard-print ice and be happy and joyous and sing praise to the leopard-print gods.
Our beautiful friend Mimi was visiting Mecca Cosmetica in a department store, saw this exquisitely packaged olfactory gem and had to MMS it to us immediately. We could not be more grateful.
Once upon a time, all available genies got roped into a housing scheme where they exchanged their comfy brass lamps for bottles like these. Then there were no more genies and noone knew why, but we have our suspicions.
