A gift is one of my favourite aphrodisiacs..

Desire is in the details; we create moments that linger, blending pleasure and presence in every experience. The preference noted and filed away quietly, like a secret kept on someone else's behalf. To choose the right thing for someone is to confess you've been studying them. And confession, done right, is irresistible. The ancients had aphrodisiacs; figs, saffron, dark wine drunk slowly. But the most potent one has always been simpler than that: being known. Being chosen. The right extravagance, chosen for the right person, lands differently than anything subtle ever could. It says: I didn't just notice you. I wanted to make sure you felt it. And if you're curious about what makes me feel it, perhaps pressing the following button is a good place to start.