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Tabac blond is for me the loving memory of a very special woman.
When I was a young girl, I was often allowed to go to my aunt's house for a few weeks during the school holidays in the summer. For me there was nothing better, I loved being there. She was my favourite aunt and she always, really always smelled of an impossibly beautiful, beguiling scent. The scent was just as beautiful and extraordinary as she was.
The horse stable, the indoor arena and her horses were a magical draw for me. My aunt was an avid horsewoman and as much of a horse lover as I was. So I spent most of my time in the stable and indoor riding arena. Even today I love the typical warm horse smell and the smell of saddle leather and bridle. And when my aunt was in the arena for riding, a whiff of her distinctive, wonderful perfume would hover over the typical stable smell. My aunt was a beautiful, elegant, spirited, proud and emancipated woman. I admired her and wanted to be like her someday. And I also desperately wanted to smell as unique and wonderful as her.
Once I couldn't resist, and secretly dabbed a teeny tiny drop of her perfume "Tabac Blond" on my wrist, just as I had often observed her do. However, in my youthful cluelessness, I had not considered that not only I but also those around me would notice this oh-so-wonderful, extraordinary fragrance. I felt so ashamed when my aunt directly noticed my transgression! This little transgression, my reaction and my face reddened with shame have subsequently caused hilarity among my relatives for many years to come.
When my aunt wasn't wearing her breeches with a polo shirt or jacket, she was always dressed in a decidedly fashionable and extravagant manner. She sewed most of her clothes herself, a hobby of hers. Off-the-peg fashion was not exclusive enough for her. And so it was with her perfume, it had to be something special. And her perfume was special, it was extraordinary! There was only this one perfume for my aunt, her signature scent, there was no other. I never smelled that scent on anyone else either.
At the same time, my aunt was also very down-to-earth, hands-on, close to nature, helpful, companionable, warm, cheerful and humorous. She was a radiant, extravagant, emancipated personality with a lot of warmth in her heart. And that's exactly what Tabac Blond is for me, extraordinary, unique, beguiling, extravagant, exclusive, soft and warm and in addition a lasting memory of a wonderful, emancipated woman. I love this perfume!
When I was a young girl, I was often allowed to go to my aunt's house for a few weeks during the school holidays in the summer. For me there was nothing better, I loved being there. She was my favourite aunt and she always, really always smelled of an impossibly beautiful, beguiling scent. The scent was just as beautiful and extraordinary as she was.
The horse stable, the indoor arena and her horses were a magical draw for me. My aunt was an avid horsewoman and as much of a horse lover as I was. So I spent most of my time in the stable and indoor riding arena. Even today I love the typical warm horse smell and the smell of saddle leather and bridle. And when my aunt was in the arena for riding, a whiff of her distinctive, wonderful perfume would hover over the typical stable smell. My aunt was a beautiful, elegant, spirited, proud and emancipated woman. I admired her and wanted to be like her someday. And I also desperately wanted to smell as unique and wonderful as her.
Once I couldn't resist, and secretly dabbed a teeny tiny drop of her perfume "Tabac Blond" on my wrist, just as I had often observed her do. However, in my youthful cluelessness, I had not considered that not only I but also those around me would notice this oh-so-wonderful, extraordinary fragrance. I felt so ashamed when my aunt directly noticed my transgression! This little transgression, my reaction and my face reddened with shame have subsequently caused hilarity among my relatives for many years to come.
When my aunt wasn't wearing her breeches with a polo shirt or jacket, she was always dressed in a decidedly fashionable and extravagant manner. She sewed most of her clothes herself, a hobby of hers. Off-the-peg fashion was not exclusive enough for her. And so it was with her perfume, it had to be something special. And her perfume was special, it was extraordinary! There was only this one perfume for my aunt, her signature scent, there was no other. I never smelled that scent on anyone else either.
At the same time, my aunt was also very down-to-earth, hands-on, close to nature, helpful, companionable, warm, cheerful and humorous. She was a radiant, extravagant, emancipated personality with a lot of warmth in her heart. And that's exactly what Tabac Blond is for me, extraordinary, unique, beguiling, extravagant, exclusive, soft and warm and in addition a lasting memory of a wonderful, emancipated woman. I love this perfume!
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