The flavor for the lush and decadent elixir you hold in your hands stems from an incident during an unfortunate and very private part of Dmitri Ivanabitch’s past when he was briefly incarcerated in a women’s prison.
The basic upshot involved a dollop of the sweet whipping cream that Matron liked to have on her morning profiteroles being unceremoniously transferred—amidst much smacking of lips—to our boy Dmitri’s moustache. (Trust us, you do not want the details.) One sip later of his premium Ivanabitch vodka and the luscious combination was born.
Now you can enjoy the same smoothly titillating experience of Ivanabitch Whipped Cream Flavored Vodka and, best of all, nobody has to become anybody’s bitch in the process.