Gris Dior

Gris Montaigne

Dior 2013 Eau de Parfum

Every fragrance has its time. And for me, the time seems ripe for Gris Montaigne. I know not everyone here likes private stories and associations with scents, but so be it. I don't (anymore) have to please everyone either. I've been trying that ever since I can remember, hoping to be loved. Well, times change and we change with them. And even if much is not in our hands, we have influence on our life from a certain point in time. Which way would I like to go? I face the pain, or banish it to the darkest corners of my soul. If I fall into the abysses, I let myself and others be destroyed, or do I look and struggle for mindfulness and healing? I chose the latter and went the path of greater resistance, the path that hurts and that sometimes demands everything from me. Today I can be proud of myself, look in the mirror and say to myself, "Melanie, I like you just the way you are." And this scent fits exactly to this feeling.

It is light and yet not fleeting. He is present and yet not exuberant. He's confident, yet he's not arrogant. He is clear and yet not distant. He is like Mithril, the material of J.R.R. Tolkien's Lord of the Rings, which is harder than steel and lighter than silk.

Fire steels, the art lies in the decision to open his heart (again).