Top Notes 
Violet
Iris
Heart Notes 
Musk
Lily of the valley
Base Notes 
Raspberry
Sandalwood
10/23/2024
Axiomatic
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Correspondence
My dear Ofelia,
with great joy I received the news that I am sure of your insight and understanding.
Dear sister, life prepares all kinds of twists and turns and even bumpy paths on the road to happiness.
But now I can tell you with an open heart that everything has come to a favorable conclusion.
You are no stranger to my openness, after all, we have remained inseparable over the years.
Oh, how grateful I am for this coincidence!
Please be patient, I'll get around to it, as you always insisted.
My goodness, how Grandma got so angry about that language! Do you remember?
"There are other fashions in this house!"
How she always looked after things demurely in the library.
She always stood bolt upright at the stock ticker with the beautiful glass dome and waited patiently for the delayed breaking news from New York.
Business-minded, that's what she was. And I take after her.
Please bear with me, but your fluff about the pecuniary is still objectionable.
I don't mean this as a reproach, but consider yourself lucky to have me as your guardian of your assets.
After all, Grandma's intuition made it possible to take the gold mark holdings to a safe foreign country and invest them lucratively.
I don't want to know if the Rentenmark could have covered your escapades, my dear!
Enough of the disputes, let's devote ourselves to the beautiful things.
Because I got hold of a newfangled vial of her scent.
Exactly this violet scent from Paris!
Quite fabulous, just like back then.
Wait, I'm going to apply it right after her morning toilet.
Dab!
Quelle bonheur, ma chère soeur!
Do you remember the shopping trips to the Seine?
How she always taught us to sit demurely in the foyer of Caron?
And how the sales clerks gave us these colorful jars with mirrors. These powders were so fragrant!
That's exactly how I still feel about their perfume.
These violets, as violet as those pastilles from back then.
Can you remember her golden pillbox with the enamel patterns? If we were very good, she would open the box very carefully and reward us with these magical sweets.
And her purchase from Caron would have caused horror chez nous in the midst of the crisis.
But she never let herself be put off.
"Live now, pay later". I see it has also become your motto.
Fashions are what they are! At least she still got the matching powder to go with the fragrance, which is almost unthinkable today. The demise of skincare shows its cruel face!
I'll take a quick sniff of the fragrance so as not to spoil the mood.
Oh dear, wait a minute!
Only Caron can master something so delicately powdery.
In addition, these lilies of the valley full of delight and joy! A little sneaky but pure and white.
The wood of the resting base is also elegant, I guess it's sandalwood. Just very little, as she always liked it.
"Not too much and not too little".
But what I find extremely enchanting is this raspberry.
So delicate and ripe for picking.
My goodness, you ruined the beautiful handkerchiefs with lace back then, you cheeky thing! Crushed and squeezed!
How red-smeared the expensive fabrics now shimmered completely unusable in your clumsy hands.
Like bloody bandages.
Oh, I'm already somewhere else entirely.
But it serves me as a transition.
To business, my dear!
As Grandma used to praise?
"The Lord takes, the Lord gives!"
He took Eugen away from me, but I was still richly blessed.
This year, I look back wistfully on that stock ticker with the glass dome.
Everything was simpler and clearer back then.
But I had to adapt to the new fashions and diligently used the time to avoid looking like a baked fish out of the oven.
You should know that my Eugen's generous donations are generating plenty of royalties, i.e. dividends and profits.
Yes, today's networking allows me to keep track of fluctuations to the second.
The fact that your well-being is naturally covered by the Liechtenstein Foundation naturally requires your discretion, as you have already loyally demonstrated.
I just wanted it to be mentioned emphatically.
Now that the coroner's report on the death of my Eugen has confirmed to my complete satisfaction that it was a tragic accident, the first donations will probably only be delayed by a few days. You know how slowly the mills of bureaucracy grind.
Nevertheless, I would like to send you a vial of Caron in advance as a small consolation.
You will be delighted!
Ofelia, I still urge absolute discretion. Otherwise the beautiful dream of a lavish evening could come to an abrupt end.
As she used to say?
"Talk is silver, silence is golden!"
With this in mind, dear sister, I conclude these lines with a greeting of violets and wish you the best of health.
Your Cäcilie
with great joy I received the news that I am sure of your insight and understanding.
Dear sister, life prepares all kinds of twists and turns and even bumpy paths on the road to happiness.
But now I can tell you with an open heart that everything has come to a favorable conclusion.
You are no stranger to my openness, after all, we have remained inseparable over the years.
Oh, how grateful I am for this coincidence!
Please be patient, I'll get around to it, as you always insisted.
My goodness, how Grandma got so angry about that language! Do you remember?
"There are other fashions in this house!"
How she always looked after things demurely in the library.
She always stood bolt upright at the stock ticker with the beautiful glass dome and waited patiently for the delayed breaking news from New York.
Business-minded, that's what she was. And I take after her.
Please bear with me, but your fluff about the pecuniary is still objectionable.
I don't mean this as a reproach, but consider yourself lucky to have me as your guardian of your assets.
After all, Grandma's intuition made it possible to take the gold mark holdings to a safe foreign country and invest them lucratively.
I don't want to know if the Rentenmark could have covered your escapades, my dear!
Enough of the disputes, let's devote ourselves to the beautiful things.
Because I got hold of a newfangled vial of her scent.
Exactly this violet scent from Paris!
Quite fabulous, just like back then.
Wait, I'm going to apply it right after her morning toilet.
Dab!
Quelle bonheur, ma chère soeur!
Do you remember the shopping trips to the Seine?
How she always taught us to sit demurely in the foyer of Caron?
And how the sales clerks gave us these colorful jars with mirrors. These powders were so fragrant!
That's exactly how I still feel about their perfume.
These violets, as violet as those pastilles from back then.
Can you remember her golden pillbox with the enamel patterns? If we were very good, she would open the box very carefully and reward us with these magical sweets.
And her purchase from Caron would have caused horror chez nous in the midst of the crisis.
But she never let herself be put off.
"Live now, pay later". I see it has also become your motto.
Fashions are what they are! At least she still got the matching powder to go with the fragrance, which is almost unthinkable today. The demise of skincare shows its cruel face!
I'll take a quick sniff of the fragrance so as not to spoil the mood.
Oh dear, wait a minute!
Only Caron can master something so delicately powdery.
In addition, these lilies of the valley full of delight and joy! A little sneaky but pure and white.
The wood of the resting base is also elegant, I guess it's sandalwood. Just very little, as she always liked it.
"Not too much and not too little".
But what I find extremely enchanting is this raspberry.
So delicate and ripe for picking.
My goodness, you ruined the beautiful handkerchiefs with lace back then, you cheeky thing! Crushed and squeezed!
How red-smeared the expensive fabrics now shimmered completely unusable in your clumsy hands.
Like bloody bandages.
Oh, I'm already somewhere else entirely.
But it serves me as a transition.
To business, my dear!
As Grandma used to praise?
"The Lord takes, the Lord gives!"
He took Eugen away from me, but I was still richly blessed.
This year, I look back wistfully on that stock ticker with the glass dome.
Everything was simpler and clearer back then.
But I had to adapt to the new fashions and diligently used the time to avoid looking like a baked fish out of the oven.
You should know that my Eugen's generous donations are generating plenty of royalties, i.e. dividends and profits.
Yes, today's networking allows me to keep track of fluctuations to the second.
The fact that your well-being is naturally covered by the Liechtenstein Foundation naturally requires your discretion, as you have already loyally demonstrated.
I just wanted it to be mentioned emphatically.
Now that the coroner's report on the death of my Eugen has confirmed to my complete satisfaction that it was a tragic accident, the first donations will probably only be delayed by a few days. You know how slowly the mills of bureaucracy grind.
Nevertheless, I would like to send you a vial of Caron in advance as a small consolation.
You will be delighted!
Ofelia, I still urge absolute discretion. Otherwise the beautiful dream of a lavish evening could come to an abrupt end.
As she used to say?
"Talk is silver, silence is golden!"
With this in mind, dear sister, I conclude these lines with a greeting of violets and wish you the best of health.
Your Cäcilie
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