Hair wrapped in a scented scarf, off to explore the countryside.Green tomato leaf. One eye on the rear-view mirror of the convertible,a playful smile on the lips. Vanilla absolute.The red leather of the steering wheel brings a flush to the cheeks.Myrrh resin. Beauty stretches out lazily with each passing mile.Oil of pink pepper. An impromptu lover‚Äôs siesta in the seat of a cabriolet.Leather accord. The gentle glow of fire burning like a love potion.Italian Leather speaks the Italian of Rome, the one murmured in the ear.