Woman Nº 2 Betty Barclay 1999

My very first perfume. I must have been about 15 years old. Somehow a friend got me into it. Either I smelled it on her, or we sniffed it together in the drugstore. I still remember that I was immediately in love. I absolutely had to get the bottle, back then still in D-Mark! :D In retrospect, it wasn't expensive, but for a teenager with limited pocket money, it was quite a lot of money.

The perfume was like a treasure to me. I also received compliments for it back then. It just smelled beautifully of vanilla to me. The emphasis is on "smelled." When I stroll through the drugstore and see it sitting there, I don't dare to smell it. I'm afraid that I will be disappointed, that I might even find it repulsive, because my scent perception has simply evolved...

I don't want to ruin my teenage memories. So I walk past it every time and sneak a glance at it.

Memories of carefree times, hanging out with friends and boys to play billiards, first little flirts and having a crush. Discovering the world anew,
sending expensive texts from my first, own phone with an antenna… :-D

My favorite color back then was baby blue, so the packaging was love at first sight.

Ah yes….