The distinctively spicy scent of carnation flowers pulsed through Persian pleasure gardens and Medieval cloisters; it filled the Romanov’s greenhouses and the salons of the Belle Epoque. Plucked and pinned as a boutonniere, it was the carnation that perfumed the air stirred by Fred Astaire as he twi…
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