Duke Cannon Big Ass Brick of Soap in Buck Moon

Lime + Vetiver
Smells like a balmy night in July, not a studio apartment with broken A/C.

During the warm summer months, most folks are content to lay around indoors and subsist on wafts of artificially cooled air. But not Duke Cannon. Perpetually in growth mode, he knows that his time is better spent in the open fields at dusk. There, he gazes intently at the full moon in the sky above, thinking of heroic men named Neil and Buzz.