Diary of a fallen Christmas Tree Angel…
London has slipped into a sheer little negligee of snow and there is less than a week until Christmas.
Christmas is all about indulging the senses and especially the sense of smell. My little nose is forever sending up sensual images to my brain tickled by the scents of roast chestnuts, mulling spices, crisp winter air and fur coats..For olfactory pleasure we have the exsquisite Fifi Chachnil perfume served up in a stunning old fashioned rose tinted glass bottle with a pompe. This delicious scent also comes in a gift set together with your choice of candy pink tulle knickers or black sheer ones with french lace. Prrr.
We also sell our luxurious Kew Garden candles like hot cakes. Burn up a Vanilla an Orange Blossom and a cinnamon and offer your lover a symphony of sensual scents!
In Bordello we feel it’s our duty to offer a festive atmosphere so I’ve donned my pinnie and set to cook up a delicious mulled wine corrupted with a tad of cognac! Come on in and let us spice up your winter!
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