Cabochard Grès 1959 Parfum

..when I was still small.
Cabochard is an early point in my fragrance biography.
My mother used it; she had that little bottle with the velvet ribbon, and I found pictures of it here. Yes, I still vividly remember that this little bottle stood on her writing desk, even though her other perfumes were on the dresser in the bedroom. I don't know how old I was, maybe 5 or 6, but even then I was curious about scents. I knew Mom only used it rarely; she was always frugal. She often saved her perfumes for special occasions. Well, one day I couldn't resist and wanted to smell the bottle again. In the process, it tipped over and some spilled out; I must have been clumsy or excited. Oh dear, I was afraid she would scold me - that good perfume. A saving idea came to me: I needed another liquid of a similar color, and then maybe it wouldn't be noticeable that something was missing. Quickly, a few drops of dish soap....
Of course, everything came out; the room smelled of the perfume anyway, which I unfortunately only vaguely remember as herb-green, leathery chypre in the direction of Bandit.
Here I want to refresh the fragrance memory once more!

By the way, my mother didn't scold me, and she later bought me my own perfumes. But those are other stories.