Sienna stone fruit ships sink deep, anchored by tobacco and lapped by foamy crests of almond-honey waves. Kiste is as intoxicating and liberating as moonlight-beach-dancing, running uphill in a blaze of sun, nestling a lover under the trees of an orchard. This golden nectar reads like light-infused soil, so utterly of the earth it reflects the simple miracle of life. Joyous, solid and irrefutably irresistible, this beauty begs to be worn in all seasons and for any reason, defying norms of versatility. Wear Kiste and celebrate every day.
Inspired by the relentless heat of the dog days of Savannah in August, Kiste is a saturated composite of honeysuckle blossoms, sweet tea and bourbon, sticky pipe tobacco and mashed peach meat suffocated in star thistle honey and baked under the sweltering sun until all that’s left is a million hues of orange, pink and bronze.