The most
frequent compliment that I’ve been given all my life it’s probably not even
“you’re so pretty”, but rather “You smell so good!”. Yes, it’s true, I admit it
, but it couldn’t be otherwise, because, to tell you the truth, I put an effort into it. A lot of people asks me what’s the secret for having such a
nice smell and I never hide it from them – it’s to wear [lots of ] perfume! In
fact no accessory is more outstanding of someone´s personality than the scent
he/ she exhales. This is so because odour is inevitably associated to memories
and it can wake them back up when we considered them already aslept or irremediably
lost. I am not a person of light scents. To me, the scent of a perfume has to
be intense, warm, intoxicating, mysterious, involving. It has to announce my arrival
and to stress out my exit, but without superseding myself, rather, being my
avatar instead. During Winter it must contain oriental and strong notes, warm
woods, an amber, tonka bean or chocolate base, it must be charismatic, exuberant,
exotic and it has to have spices, it has to convey authenticity, it has to have
the power of grabbing attention, involving those who surround me in an intimate
atmosphere; it has to be discreetly insinuating, translating/ revealing who I
am. During Springtime I usually change into more floral perfumes, but not
really lackluster and thus I am a garden of flowers, a bowl of wild berries or
a breeze of wind and sea. Invariably I call on perfumes whose base note is that
of jasmine, pink pepper, grapefruit, blackcurrant and roses. I can’t leave home
without spraying perfume, it’s my second skin, it has the power of completing
me, of making myself feel self-assured, assertive and confident. Although I
have already tried many others and alternate them frequently, these are the
perfumes to which I come back, invariably, year after year, whenever I miss
them or someone passes by on the street wearing them and they vivify my selective
memory of ineffable recollections. Because there are perfumes that impregnate
themselves in our soul, and remain there, like a tattoo!
My Spring/Summer Favourites!
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My Fall/Winter Favourites!
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