Billionaire's Row

It's named for the stretch of Palm Beach where the estates sit behind hedges so tall you can only imagine what's on the other side. Where the air smells like money and gardenias and something you can't quite name — but immediately recognize.

That's what this candle smells like.

Meyer lemon and orange open bright and clean — citrus the way it should be, unhurried and sun-warmed. Then jasmine and gardenia take over, lush and unapologetic, the way flowers grow in Palm Beach when nobody tells them to be restrained. Woody violet and musk settle underneath — warm, grounding, and quietly permanent.

Burn it when you're entertaining. Burn it when the room deserves it.

Burn it on a Tuesday when you simply feel like living well.