Lothario Wax Melt
Bronzed, glistening skin. Flowing mane. Italian leather shoes and designer threads. He reeks of machismo, and frankly you're alright with that. He's exotic, spicy, and slightly forbidden but every ounce of your being says what the hell. Call him Enrique, Enzo, or Alonzo... just don't think of calling him your husband.
Featuring notes of black pepper, truffle salt, chai spice, bay leaf, cassia bark, sandalwood, raw sugar cane, and bamboo.