Bualoi is rice-flour balls in warm coconut milk, eaten at the end of a long evening rather than the start of one. The line is named after it, so the campaign is made out of it.
The dunes are coconut cream. The wave is milk. The pearls scattered through every frame are the bualoi themselves, in the colours the bowl actually comes in. Nothing is a prop set down beside the jar: the dessert is the entire landscape, and the product stands in it up to the ankles.
Two products, two worlds. Milk Float keeps the cream and the green. Warm Milk goes violet, the colour the bowl turns once it has been sitting. They never borrow from each other, and that is why eleven frames read as one line.
