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Glamour with grit — indulgent yet sly, rich yet unpretentious. A tribute to Peggy’s German-Jewish roots, her love of port wine, and her role as patron, eccentric, and savior of art. Glossy, dramatic, unforgettable — it wears its history like butterfly glasses.
Sweet, boozy, and mischievous—this scoop nods to her love of cheap port wine taken without pretense, the same irreverence with which she collected art. It’s richness found in the ordinary, a homage to how she could spot genius in the overlooked and elevate it to legend.
Velvet and indulgent, this syrup drapes like the surreal canvases she adored—dark, complex, and intoxicating. It distills ancestry into sweetness while echoing the intensity of her collection: bold, daring, and just a little decadent.
Bold and playful—rich chocolate wrapped in glossy spectacle. The butterfly glasses were wearable sculpture, a nod to her love of form and texture. Just as she filled her Venetian palazzo with avant-garde works of stone and bronze, this shell turns chocolate into art—structural, dramatic, and unforgettable.
Port ice cream opens with humor and warmth, followed by syrup dark with memory and lineage. Chocolate, sculpted into Peggy’s iconic butterfly glasses, cracks open with theatrical flair—wearable art made edible, a nod to her passion for form and sculpture. Indulgent, sly, and unforgettable, this sundaze is a love letter to ancestry, eccentricity, and the radical art she championed.
Glamour with grit — indulgent yet sly, rich yet unpretentious. A tribute to Peggy’s German-Jewish roots, her love of port wine, and her role as patron, eccentric, and savior of art. Glossy, dramatic, unforgettable — it wears its history like butterfly glasses.
Sweet, boozy, and mischievous—this scoop nods to her love of cheap port wine taken without pretense, the same irreverence with which she collected art. It’s richness found in the ordinary, a homage to how she could spot genius in the overlooked and elevate it to legend.
Velvet and indulgent, this syrup drapes like the surreal canvases she adored—dark, complex, and intoxicating. It distills ancestry into sweetness while echoing the intensity of her collection: bold, daring, and just a little decadent.
Bold and playful—rich chocolate wrapped in glossy spectacle. The butterfly glasses were wearable sculpture, a nod to her love of form and texture. Just as she filled her Venetian palazzo with avant-garde works of stone and bronze, this shell turns chocolate into art—structural, dramatic, and unforgettable.
Port ice cream opens with humor and warmth, followed by syrup dark with memory and lineage. Chocolate, sculpted into Peggy’s iconic butterfly glasses, cracks open with theatrical flair—wearable art made edible, a nod to her passion for form and sculpture. Indulgent, sly, and unforgettable, this sundaze is a love letter to ancestry, eccentricity, and the radical art she championed.