Jessica created a vibrant and eye-brightening transformation that bestows the artistic creativity as if delivered down from the gods of ice cream themselves that guard the ice cream realm of enlightenment induced deliciousness.
We are talking bold colors here. Big oranges and purples and light blues. The jeni’s cursive unique touch lettering is front and center and bursts through freezer doors, as if an ice cream monster hijacked your visual inputs to take you to the land of salted peanut butter with chocolate flecks.
The pint tells the story of what is inside as if the ice cream gods plucked you from the store freezer section and sat you on their lap with a great big book of jeni’s history and smooth buttery texture.
This book would be filled with stories of how each of jeni’s flavors are inspired by art, history, and culture. It would cast you through the hundreds of people burning midnight chocolate oil to bring new frankenstein flavors to life in the lands of Super Moon or Brambleberry Crisp. What a great name.
Brambleberry. Even saying it sounds delicious. I can imagine hovering over the shoulders of the angelic ice cream-making elves at jeni’s and exclaiming my preference: “More Bramble! More Berry! Make haste!”