
Teone Reinthal describes Wan Chai (named for a bustling district in Hong Kong, not weak tea) as “the hottest night of your life.” That makes the smoke and spice up front a virtual joke—the witty kind—on Red Hots. It would work splendidly in the sexy clubbing scenario TR paints to pitch this stuff, but her double-dose of oud is tasty enough that you might be happier chilling at home with a friend, both digging your fine-smelling self. Because beneath Wan Chai’s extroverted exterior is a quiet, warm beauty that needs no sequins to shine.