Wonder so THE SUN may flower into a giddy cherub. A ray eclipsing a honey-laced flûte touting apple blossom melodies. Witness this message in a bottle exclamation of adoration t'wards THE SUN. An angelic effervescence making days into childlike knights atop a galloping, golden stallion. The liquid hymn of X’s and O’s lulling bubbling rays higher in a daydream that never pops.
Charge the glass eternally half full. Bask. Salute THE SUN with a sip.
$24.00
Tarot (White)
A tale as old as time itself balanced on the pointy end of Cupid’s arrow. THE LOVERS began with the pluck of a Pinot Grigio petal and turned to the twang of a starry-eyed, glass-stemmed sonnet. The easy-to-adore apple of your eye with pears on the nose and baked spice to make it nice. THE LOVERS is a lustful letter flirting blue skinned bunches to rosy cheeks with no thorns in sight. (A+) chemistry class between the feminine, masculine and divine.
No puppy love on a summer fling, with THE LOVERS it’s a lifelong love affair.
$24.00
Tarot (Rosé)
THE STAR is born under a dazzling galaxy of paparazzi flickers. The who’s who of sweet red apples, strawberries and blossoms under one roof for one night only. Rubbing ripasso shoulders with all styles and tastes at glitzy galas in ballroom gowns, THE STAR rises each evening as the pièce de résistance of its lavish confidentes. A tantalising tipple as true as North declared the drink to THE STAR. Twinkle, twinkle. Make no wish but this.
Look to THE STAR of the show, the pointed celestial matter leaving radiant rosé fortunes in its everlasting trail.
$24.00
Tarot (Red)
Last waltz or first dance? DEATH is the anarchist at heart clearing the slate and rewriting the history books without old-hat law and order. A phoenix with the weight of a red currant butterfly flapping its wings to spiral a typhoon on the tip of our tongues. DEATH is an aromatic spring clean clearing the taste beds to push giant daisies towards a golden afterglow. Unwrap DEATH from its carbonic cocoon. SKOL not SKULL.
To sunrises, sunsets and happily ever after blue skies ahead — ‘til DEATH do us part.
$24.00
Very Special (White)
Firmly etched on the slate of history, the Clare Valley is synonymous with very special Rieslings of the highest calibre. Like citrus sliced by steel, the 2025 vintage honours the prestige of the humble dry Riesling. Garlands of fragrant blossoms of jasmine and honeysuckle line the path trodden by this trocken beauty. A very special wine for very special friends, even on not-so-special occasions.
$28.00
Very Special (CS)
Floating on an iconic tide, like only cabernet can. It breaks in waves, new sensations shimmering off seas and echoing through hilltops. Ancient yet ageless. Polished in the wake of the greats. The ebb and flow we’ve always known. So very special.
$28.00
Very Special (Red)
When it comes to hero worship, Shiraz is in a different league. Our own stance twists between true adulation and tongue-in-cheek glorification. And why can’t we have both? Birthed in a unicorn year from mythical ground with little intervention on our part, letting greatness just be great. Not quite the stuff of legend, but legendary nonetheless.
From the recognisable flagships in the clutter of our shelves to the icons hanging above front bars around the country, our Very Special Shiraz remembers them all. Born in a time when pub wines drank beyond all expectations, it’s fashioned to collect the same dust in our family homes, rubbing shoulders with the best.
We thank the heroes that came before, and we owe you.
Our bottle might be wry to the eye, but it’s earnest inside. So fill your glass ’til its high tide.
$28.00
ToZzo (White)
Indulgence at the end of a sun-drenched day, perched up poolside or at the kitchen counter. toZzo Vermentino 2025 is a beauty that blossoms with the lingering scent of lemon and citrus. Take a dip in the sea, lay your hair in the grass. Sip solo or share with a special someone, you decide.
$26.00
ToZzo (Red)
Our 2026 toZzo Sangiovese lands back on the scene red-cheeked and rambunctious. Hyper-active, raspberry ripple, cherry and spice—this Italian treasure is gesturing with both hands. A quaffer of quality, designed for liberal pouring and spilling over nonna's nicest tablecloth. She'll forgive you. Probably.
