Linnea Heirloom Tomato Candle

I first encountered this candle when I was staying at my friend Clarke's place in the West Village. I was experiencing a textbook dark night of the soul, crying "Why me? Why me??" to an empty apartment, as a sorrowful diva is wont to do. Luckily, lighting this bright, herbaceous candle shocked me out of my crestfallen state for, like, 90 mins. If anyone wants to buy me one, please hit my line!