These sandals know my every step. For years, they have felt my bare feet - sweaty, wicked. They are shaped like me. My soles have pressed deep into the soft footbed, every movement has left its mark. The scent? Unmistakable, intense, honest, full of me. A sensual mix of warm skin, sun-kissed leather and lived lust. They smell of long summer days, little secrets and moments when I wore nothing underneath - except them. Cracked. Dirty. Desired. A piece of me that holds nothing back. Ready to awaken your imagination.