Full Regalia was my grandfather's racehorse. He was a great racehorse, my grandfather was told, and that’s why he cost so much money. (A great racehorse is worth it.) He came home with my grandfather, and over the following year went on to lose every race he was entered in. Well, every race but one. For some strange reason, Grandpa entered the horse into the Longacres Mile in 1963, to be ridden by a jockey with a bad track record.
Not surprisingly, Full Regalia was a long shot. His odds were 11:1. True to his style, he remained 12 lengths behind the other horses for most of the race. But with half a mile to go, he seemed to suddenly remember who he was. And he pushed forward, leaping and rushing past all the other horses, until he’d won the race.
There’s nothing quite like knowing, without a doubt, who you are and what you’re here to do.
That’s the essence of this Full Regalia. What you’ll notice first is pure, sweet vanilla. Simple, lovely. But don’t be fooled. Waiting just beneath the surface are Egyptian Jasmine, Moroccan Red Rose, Musk, Blackberry, and a hint of Patchouli. Complex and delicious: a winning combination.