Penhaligon's

Somewhere in the rolling hills of the English countryside, nestled under a majestic canopy of oaks, the sun is gently rising over a country mansion.

Two or three domestic servants are arduously at work drawing baths, opening curtains, lighting fires and viciously beating carpets in preparation for the first family gathering of the day.

Might I be permitted to introduce you to the Penhaligon’s Portraits Family.