Monday, 11 April 2011

heaven-scent



I'm 16 now, that means I can drive a tractor of a 50cc moped. Now I have reached these heady heights I think I should have a perfume. The last perfume I owned was a Barbie perfume, that came with a watch that had Barbie's face as a watch cover.

I'm very picky when it comes to smells. Too sweet or too strong and a wrinkle forms above my brow as I try not to choke. Scent is something so personal, so loaded with memories that I don't think it should be taken lightly. It's something that is associated so intrinsically with you. I try not to judge people on the way that they look but I do unashamedly judge people on the way that they smell. Smells tell a story; whether you need to wash more, if you have a fondness for chewing gum and countless other stories are all communicated by the way you smell.

I was sniffing through my mum's chest of her teenage memories, that for some reason is in my room. Upon opening it I found a cool little glass bottle and upon unscrewing it it was love at first sniff. Apparently its an old bottle that she kept from her Spanish boyfriend during the halcyon days of her youth. 4711 Eau de Cologne is manly, light and a little sharp plus it's super-cheap too!




P.S.Turns out I'm not the only one who likes the packaging

1 comment:

  1. ooh! love your blog :) I think we share the same love for serge gainsbourg and the 70s, followed!! :D
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