Wine winks, teases, provokes, gazes, caresses, alludes, smiles, moves, reveals, and chases. But it is also lascivious, elusive, ethereal, intoxicating, fleeting, poignant, and enveloping.
Liquid by definition and by nature, wine is seductive in a way that beer or barley water, chamomile or Andean coca mate will never be, despite their imaginary, sulfurous highs.
When it comes to seduction, a whisky or a cocktail will get you no further than a vanilla tea or grandma’s herbal infusion. Zero. And you simply need to understand why.
Alcohol gets you drunk, it doesn't seduce you. Wine seduces you first… and then helps you seduce.
It makes itself desirable. It plays hide and seek with you, locked in deceptive glass, hiding behind that enchanting label.
It gives itself slowly, revealing more with air and light, asking of you music, play, words, laughter, and joy.
In a word, it bewitches you.
Since the darkest night of time, man has been seduced by wine, and humanity has used wine to be seduced by bacchantes and satyrs, or to seduce souls and bodies, women and men, individuals and crowds.
And so here is Vineide.
For those who understand that the great mystery of wine is nothing more, and nothing less , than being an extraordinary, faithful, and disarming mirror of Man, and his aching desire not to be alone… to hold and nourish passions, emotions, dreams, fantasies, loves, and hopes.
