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Both entered the tramway at the same time and ended up sitting next to each other, shoulders touching, quenched like anyone else but at least sitting, as tramways in Zurich at 7pm are somewhat narrow.
One was maybe 30 years, the other around 65, both had this southern look, black hair, brown eye. When Ms 30 passed by, I got a whiff of a what I thought fits perfectly. A spicy chypre, some cibet over a cistus patchouli accord, feminine with a stingy roughness that was just perfectly complementing her black hair, the perfect waist, the young skin. The fragrance stayed in my nose, it was a touch too much, but still on the pleasing side. I started thinking about how difficult it is to find the right perfume for oneself; how happy she can be to have found a fragrance that fits her perfectly, that is balanced and plays harmoniously with her skin and hair.
Thus, I thought on my way to Zurich’s Hyatt where I was about to meet Oxana and Patrick, coming from the eastern heart of Europe, from Moskwa. I thought about things and was looking forward to learn more about Russian perfume lovers, discussing Tauer Perfumes and more. Then Ms 30 left the tramway and Ms 65 remained seated.
Ms 65 looked out of the window, into the dark, and inside the tramway waves of her spicy chypre, with cibet and patchouli played with my nose, and made me think about age and perfumes.
October 31st, 2006 at 2:17 pm
A lovely, evocative post.
Something I ponder, myself, often, as I commute daily in much the same way.
However, I need to be a bit cautious as I do so, because I also pick up on all the emotions of the other commuters, and it is very draining to the spirit…
Have a lovely, fragrant day !
[Oh, and todayis Jenny’s Birthday…hint, hint !]
October 31st, 2006 at 4:06 pm
Now what if she had dyed her hair black and was a natural blonde? hmm? just kidding. Weird, I’m a 38 y.o. guy with brown eyes and dark hair (grey is quickly setting in though!), and S.A’s at the perfume counter always assume I prefer sweet oriental fragrances more than light citrus fragrances. Now in my case, they are right. But what if I liked light citrus, blond blue eyed type fragrances more?
Maybe I should wear boring, dull fragrances when I’m completely grey (sigh)
All kidding aside, I know what you mean. Especially with ladies , the right perfume on a lady often completes the image you have on her. And Vice versa, the wrong perfume can be a totall turn off.
Eric
October 31st, 2006 at 9:29 pm
Oh…Chayaruchama… thank you so much for the hint ;-)
Dear Eric, trust me…she was naturally black ;-)
I think, by the way, what you said last is also true for men,…
November 1st, 2006 at 2:16 am
Andy:
Wonderful imagery. I like blog entries like this because it makes me feel I’m sitting next to these two actors, watching. And (double pleasure), it has to do with fragrance! Thanks!
Ever since I found out about your L’Air du Desert Marocain by reading Turin, I’ve been itching to try it out.
November 1st, 2006 at 7:29 am
Dear Fred
Thank you for your compliment. Today’s blog entry will be somewhat different, though. Chemistry and iron related …I hope you get a chance to sniff the l’air du désert soon….
January 30th, 2008 at 11:19 pm
Nice!!!
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