I don’t even know what Chantilly Creme is.

A merry little painting of an apple with a sprightly face, grinning as if it knows a secret. A leaf sits like a jaunty cap atop its head, and its twinkling eyes bring charm and mischief to the fruit. A whimsical delight, as though plucked from an enchanted orchard.

DO NOT PUT OUTSIDE OR IT WILL GET GROSS