This morning I indulged in a true spa experience. The waterfall shower head covered me in a sea spray of raindrops as I nourished my hair and skin in a mango nectar organic blend of natural ingredients known as Mālie, grown exclusively in the Hawaiian Islands. The semi-enclosed shower area was a blend of cool mint sea glass with dove-grey stone granite from floor to ceiling. Soothing jazz melodies drifted softly in the background, helping melt away the stress of the past few days, removing me further and further away from reality. The thirsty white towels were fluffy and warm, the contemporary lighting compassionate. Using one towel as a bathrobe and another as a turban, in bare feet tinged with a subtle French pedicure, I gingerly stepped onto our private secluded oceanside terrace for a breath of fresh tropical air. It seems I wasn’t the only one enchanted by this hypnotic spa experience. Gerald created his own private collection of open-air discreet photographs; some imparting lustful images with a playful spirit for appreciating later on. Good Morning, Mr. Dorna.