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My dear Ofelia,
I was filled with great joy to receive the news that your insight and understanding are assured.
Dearest sister, life presents all sorts of twists and bumpy paths on the road to happiness.
But now I can report to you with an open heart that everything has concluded favorably.
My openness is not foreign to you, after all, we have remained inseparable all these years.
Oh, how grateful I am for this fate!
Please practice patience, I will still, as you always strictly demanded, get to the point.
Goodness, how Grandmother would have been appalled by this expression!
Do you remember?
“In this house, other fashions prevail!”
How she always looked primly in the library to ensure everything was in order.
Always right on the minute, she stood upright at the stock ticker with the beautiful glass dome and patiently awaited the time-shifted news flashes from New York.
Business-minded, yes, that she was. And I take after her.
Please forgive me, but your notions regarding finances are still to be criticized.
This is not meant as an accusation, but consider yourself fortunate to have me as your wealth guardian.
After all, Grandmother's intuition allowed us to profitably transfer the Goldmark reserves to safe foreign investments.
I would not want to know if the Rentenmark could have covered your escapades, my dear!
Enough of the quarrels, let us turn to the beautiful.
I have managed to acquire a modern vial of her fragrance.
Exactly this violet scent from Paris!
Absolutely fabulous, just like back then.
Wait, I will apply it just as she did in her morning routine.
Dab!
Quelle bonheur, ma chère soeur!
Do you remember our shopping trips to the Seine?
How she always taught us to sit primly in the foyer of Caron?
And how the saleswomen gifted us those colorful little boxes with mirrors?
How wonderfully fragrant those powders were!
Just like that, I still perceive her perfume.
These violets, as violet as those pastilles from back then.
Can you recall her golden pillbox with the enamel patterns?
If we were very well-behaved, she would carefully open the box and reward us with those enchanting candies.
And her shopping at Caron would have caused a stir chez nous amidst the crisis.
But she never let herself be deterred.
“Live now, pay later.” As I see, it has also become your motto.
Fashions, indeed!
After all, she received the matching powder with the fragrance, something that is almost unthinkable today. The decline of personal care shows its cruel face!
I take a quick sniff of the fragrance, so as not to dampen the mood.
Oh dear, pause a moment!
So delicately powdery, only Caron can master this.
And then those lily of the valley filled with bliss and joy!
A bit treacherous but pure and white.
Elegant is also the wood of the resting base, I suspect it is sandalwood. Just a little, as she always liked it.
“Not too much and not too little.”
What I find extremely charming is this raspberry.
So tender and ripe for picking.
Goodness, you ruined those beautiful handkerchiefs with lace back then, you cheeky thing!
Squashed and squeezed!
How the expensive fabrics shimmered completely unusable in your clumsy hands, stained with red!
Like bloody bandages.
Oh, I am already completely elsewhere.
But it serves as a transition for me.
To the business at hand, my dear!
How did Grandmother used to praise?
“The Lord takes, the Lord gives!”
He took Eugen from me, yet I was still richly blessed.
This year, I look back wistfully at that stock ticker with the glass dome.
Everything was simpler and clearer back then.
But I had to face the new fashions and diligently used the time so as not to look like a schoolgirl peeking out of the oven.
You must know that the generous contributions from my Eugen yield good royalties, that is to say, dividends and profits in abundance.
Indeed, today's networking allows me to maintain a second-by-second overview of fluctuations.
That your well-being is, of course, covered by the Liechtenstein foundation requires your discretion, as you have already loyally proven.
I just wanted to emphasize this.
After the forensic medicine recognized a tragic accident in its final report regarding the passing of my Eugen to my satisfaction, the first contributions should only be delayed by days. You know how slowly the wheels 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 of life could come to a sudden end.
What did she used to say?
“Talking is silver, silence is gold!”
In this spirit, dear sister, I conclude these lines with a violet greeting and wish you the best of health.
Yours, Cäcilie
I was filled with great joy to receive the news that your insight and understanding are assured.
Dearest sister, life presents all sorts of twists and bumpy paths on the road to happiness.
But now I can report to you with an open heart that everything has concluded favorably.
My openness is not foreign to you, after all, we have remained inseparable all these years.
Oh, how grateful I am for this fate!
Please practice patience, I will still, as you always strictly demanded, get to the point.
Goodness, how Grandmother would have been appalled by this expression!
Do you remember?
“In this house, other fashions prevail!”
How she always looked primly in the library to ensure everything was in order.
Always right on the minute, she stood upright at the stock ticker with the beautiful glass dome and patiently awaited the time-shifted news flashes from New York.
Business-minded, yes, that she was. And I take after her.
Please forgive me, but your notions regarding finances are still to be criticized.
This is not meant as an accusation, but consider yourself fortunate to have me as your wealth guardian.
After all, Grandmother's intuition allowed us to profitably transfer the Goldmark reserves to safe foreign investments.
I would not want to know if the Rentenmark could have covered your escapades, my dear!
Enough of the quarrels, let us turn to the beautiful.
I have managed to acquire a modern vial of her fragrance.
Exactly this violet scent from Paris!
Absolutely fabulous, just like back then.
Wait, I will apply it just as she did in her morning routine.
Dab!
Quelle bonheur, ma chère soeur!
Do you remember our shopping trips to the Seine?
How she always taught us to sit primly in the foyer of Caron?
And how the saleswomen gifted us those colorful little boxes with mirrors?
How wonderfully fragrant those powders were!
Just like that, I still perceive her perfume.
These violets, as violet as those pastilles from back then.
Can you recall her golden pillbox with the enamel patterns?
If we were very well-behaved, she would carefully open the box and reward us with those enchanting candies.
And her shopping at Caron would have caused a stir chez nous amidst the crisis.
But she never let herself be deterred.
“Live now, pay later.” As I see, it has also become your motto.
Fashions, indeed!
After all, she received the matching powder with the fragrance, something that is almost unthinkable today. The decline of personal care shows its cruel face!
I take a quick sniff of the fragrance, so as not to dampen the mood.
Oh dear, pause a moment!
So delicately powdery, only Caron can master this.
And then those lily of the valley filled with bliss and joy!
A bit treacherous but pure and white.
Elegant is also the wood of the resting base, I suspect it is sandalwood. Just a little, as she always liked it.
“Not too much and not too little.”
What I find extremely charming is this raspberry.
So tender and ripe for picking.
Goodness, you ruined those beautiful handkerchiefs with lace back then, you cheeky thing!
Squashed and squeezed!
How the expensive fabrics shimmered completely unusable in your clumsy hands, stained with red!
Like bloody bandages.
Oh, I am already completely elsewhere.
But it serves as a transition for me.
To the business at hand, my dear!
How did Grandmother used to praise?
“The Lord takes, the Lord gives!”
He took Eugen from me, yet I was still richly blessed.
This year, I look back wistfully at that stock ticker with the glass dome.
Everything was simpler and clearer back then.
But I had to face the new fashions and diligently used the time so as not to look like a schoolgirl peeking out of the oven.
You must know that the generous contributions from my Eugen yield good royalties, that is to say, dividends and profits in abundance.
Indeed, today's networking allows me to maintain a second-by-second overview of fluctuations.
That your well-being is, of course, covered by the Liechtenstein foundation requires your discretion, as you have already loyally proven.
I just wanted to emphasize this.
After the forensic medicine recognized a tragic accident in its final report regarding the passing of my Eugen to my satisfaction, the first contributions should only be delayed by days. You know how slowly the wheels 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 of life could come to a sudden end.
What did she used to say?
“Talking is silver, silence is gold!”
In this spirit, dear sister, I conclude these lines with a violet greeting and wish you the best of health.
Yours, Cäcilie
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R.I.P. Eugen...
And the scent is enchanting!
The female cannonball
Shot through five flaming hoops
To wild and shocked applause
(Natalie Merchant)
I enjoyed reading this very much.
Your words read beautifully 🏆
Ofelia remains a lovely memory.