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The Beginning
It is him. Oh, what have you done. So inconspicuous in your little bottle, you have created a small world for me. Clearly my favorite of the three Dior Homme Sport versions (2008, 2012, 2017)
To get straight to the point, what follows is something very personal and formative for me.
I remember that day as if it just happened last weekend. It was the year 2008 and I was 11 years old. As usual, I accompanied my parents on a shopping trip, and once a year there was also the obligatory visit to a perfume shop. During the payment process, my parents were of course given samples, and suddenly the saleswoman leaned down to me and pressed a small box into my hand. I was incredibly excited and thanked her. It was a shower gel sample of the then Dior Homme Sport. I believe it was 30ml. Quite unusual, since I only knew the small perfume samples in spray bottles at that time. Almost 2 weeks later, I was invited to a classmate's birthday party and went into the shower shortly before leaving, where this little box greeted me. For this special occasion, I wanted to test how it was. I didn't have high expectations anyway; at 11 years old, shower gel was just, well, just shower gel and always smelled pretty much the same. While showering, I was completely blown away! What was that smell? What kind of shower gel is this? I had never encountered something so beautiful and high-quality smelling. That was it, I was hooked. Proudly, I stepped out of the shower and was simply happy for the first time about something as trivial as a scent. My mother even mentioned what I had done to smell so good. I reminded her of the sample. The birthday party was great, and it even got better throughout the evening as at least half of the girls present complimented me on my scent. Receiving compliments on my body odor was something unfamiliar to me at that time, something I had not experienced before. But it confirmed my assumption that this woody citrus scent was something very special. Since that experience, I became very sensitive to scents. I paid attention to everything that had a smell and was on the lookout for more fragrances. But none could match the light citrus ginger freshness of the Dior Homme Sport shower gel, except for my shower. I was in love. Often, I would simply open the flip cap of the shower gel just to take a quick sniff again. I never received pocket money, so I saved every possible penny for almost a year to buy a small 50ml of the 2008 version Dior Homme Sport Eau de Toilette just before my 12th birthday. I was proud and incredibly happy about my then second-largest investment (the go-kart was more expensive). The scent was identical to the shower gel and blew me away every time. Back then, I had no idea about individual fragrance notes; I couldn't even describe what captivated me so much about this fragrance, but it was so beautiful. Since then, I wished for only one thing for every birthday and every Christmas: the 150ml shower gel of the scent, which cost a proud 35.-€. It lasted me about six months, as I only wore it for the most special occasions combined with the perfume. I bought the perfume annually with my own money. This scent simply never let me go; I spent my childhood and entire youth with it. When the 2012 version was released, I followed along and remained loyal to my Dior Homme Sport. I liked the subsequent version, even though I preferred the original.
I still have about 60ml of the 2012 version and an empty shower gel bottle of a 2008 version. Every time I open that cap again and smell it, I take a journey. A journey back to beautiful moments, to bad moments. Memories of family members who were still alive back then. To bright and dark days of my school years, my first girlfriend, to many places and situations.
I am not even able to evaluate this scent purely objectively.
Even the 2012 version reminds me very, very strongly of that time compared to the current 2017 version. It is one of the few scents that I cannot just wear casually like one does with fragrances. It is a scent where I know exactly what happens every time I spray it. A time travel, every single time. And so the last 60ml fade away like the last days of my childhood. I appreciate both, but I also have to leave both behind at some point. What will remain is the memory.
Thank you. :-)
To get straight to the point, what follows is something very personal and formative for me.
I remember that day as if it just happened last weekend. It was the year 2008 and I was 11 years old. As usual, I accompanied my parents on a shopping trip, and once a year there was also the obligatory visit to a perfume shop. During the payment process, my parents were of course given samples, and suddenly the saleswoman leaned down to me and pressed a small box into my hand. I was incredibly excited and thanked her. It was a shower gel sample of the then Dior Homme Sport. I believe it was 30ml. Quite unusual, since I only knew the small perfume samples in spray bottles at that time. Almost 2 weeks later, I was invited to a classmate's birthday party and went into the shower shortly before leaving, where this little box greeted me. For this special occasion, I wanted to test how it was. I didn't have high expectations anyway; at 11 years old, shower gel was just, well, just shower gel and always smelled pretty much the same. While showering, I was completely blown away! What was that smell? What kind of shower gel is this? I had never encountered something so beautiful and high-quality smelling. That was it, I was hooked. Proudly, I stepped out of the shower and was simply happy for the first time about something as trivial as a scent. My mother even mentioned what I had done to smell so good. I reminded her of the sample. The birthday party was great, and it even got better throughout the evening as at least half of the girls present complimented me on my scent. Receiving compliments on my body odor was something unfamiliar to me at that time, something I had not experienced before. But it confirmed my assumption that this woody citrus scent was something very special. Since that experience, I became very sensitive to scents. I paid attention to everything that had a smell and was on the lookout for more fragrances. But none could match the light citrus ginger freshness of the Dior Homme Sport shower gel, except for my shower. I was in love. Often, I would simply open the flip cap of the shower gel just to take a quick sniff again. I never received pocket money, so I saved every possible penny for almost a year to buy a small 50ml of the 2008 version Dior Homme Sport Eau de Toilette just before my 12th birthday. I was proud and incredibly happy about my then second-largest investment (the go-kart was more expensive). The scent was identical to the shower gel and blew me away every time. Back then, I had no idea about individual fragrance notes; I couldn't even describe what captivated me so much about this fragrance, but it was so beautiful. Since then, I wished for only one thing for every birthday and every Christmas: the 150ml shower gel of the scent, which cost a proud 35.-€. It lasted me about six months, as I only wore it for the most special occasions combined with the perfume. I bought the perfume annually with my own money. This scent simply never let me go; I spent my childhood and entire youth with it. When the 2012 version was released, I followed along and remained loyal to my Dior Homme Sport. I liked the subsequent version, even though I preferred the original.
I still have about 60ml of the 2012 version and an empty shower gel bottle of a 2008 version. Every time I open that cap again and smell it, I take a journey. A journey back to beautiful moments, to bad moments. Memories of family members who were still alive back then. To bright and dark days of my school years, my first girlfriend, to many places and situations.
I am not even able to evaluate this scent purely objectively.
Even the 2012 version reminds me very, very strongly of that time compared to the current 2017 version. It is one of the few scents that I cannot just wear casually like one does with fragrances. It is a scent where I know exactly what happens every time I spray it. A time travel, every single time. And so the last 60ml fade away like the last days of my childhood. I appreciate both, but I also have to leave both behind at some point. What will remain is the memory.
Thank you. :-)
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