Nuit d'Issey Issey Miyake 2014

This is my second review. I am far from having a clue. Still, I love the idea of what the architect must have been thinking. Now this is my interpretation:
The start of the scent is at least as exciting as your first night in Bangkok and the beginning of a journey. As soon as you arrive at the hostel, it's straight onto Khaosan Road. Someone accidentally runs into you and you have your grapefruit juice now on your linen shirt.

It's night, still warm but more bearable. Shops and restaurants line up and countless spices hang in the air, rising to your nose. Your olfactory memory makes you smile. It smells somehow always the same but still a little bit different every time. You will also store this smell and keep it for the cold days at home.

Tired, with a smile you fall into your sleep and already tomorrow you are on Koh Phangan. ...

You love these temples and can enjoy the atmosphere and silence for hours. Every temple smells like those incense sticks with patchouli and incense.

Late in the evening on the beach, you sit down with a group of Thais and Europeans at the campfire. All sorts of woods flame together and dance in the moonlight. You are deeply relaxed and holding on to every second, because you know everything is in motion and fleeting....

Arriving home, you hold your linen shirt in your hand. All the smells are preserved in the fabric and you are instantly at that night at the beach.