No Sport has the cheek of dressing up the queen of flowers as a dandy. Its name slyly refers to a quip by Winston Churchill, who lived in a famous Art Deco hotel in London during the Blitz…

A balcony with a view on Hyde Park: the resinous green of galbanum, the moist earth of patchouli, the brush and roots of vetiver. In window boxes on the terraces, rose bushes are whipped – a time-honored tradition in English schools – by the bracing, minty lemony facets of geranium. As a counterpoint to this typically masculine note, the hay and almond tendrils of Sir Winston’s cigar. An original rose-tobacco accord, as witty as the great man’s bon mots.