Veranda

Some rooms don’t have walls.

The veranda is where Palm Beach actually lives — open to the breeze, close to the garden, somewhere between inside and out. This candle starts there: bergamot and lemon, clean and bright, the way the air smells when you step outside in the morning. Verbena and green botanicals follow, fresh-cut and grassy, like the lawn after the sprinklers have run. Cedar and vetiver ground it all — warm, earthy, settled. A whisper of sugar and amber at the base, because even the outdoors in Palm Beach has a certain refinement.

Light it when the doors are open. Light it when they’re not.