The moment I cracked open this bottle, I swear a tiny beach party broke out in my kitchen—complete with imaginary conga drums and a flamingo doing the cha-cha. This just screams summer!!! Like, obnoxiously screams it… in the best possible way.
The coconut hits first, all flirty and sun-kissed, followed by that lime twist like it’s wearing sunglasses indoors and judging your plain vodka. I mixed it with Fresca and suddenly I was sipping SPF 50 on a yacht I definitely can’t afford. Then I threw it in a Blue Hawaiian cocktail and honestly—I saw God, and He was wearing a lei.
If this vodka were a person, it’d be that effortlessly cool friend who always has the best playlist, never gets sunburned, and knows the exact ratio of sunscreen-to-sarcasm.
10/10
