10/15/2019

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Dreams behind glass
My father always brought me something nice from his business trips - chocolates, perfume and snow globes.
As a teenager, the scents left me relatively cold - the pralines arrived earlier - and the snow balls even more so.
For hours I could dream my way into the small scenes that were wrapped in glass.
I was the lady who circled the Eiffel Tower with her poodle - and I let it snow down on my alter ego from time to time.
Or I stood as a little photographer in front of the Colosseum - in the middle of the snowstorm.
Only later did the fragrances accompany and inspire my fantasy journeys.
That was when my love of fragrance was awakened.
Of course I flew on the Fragile bottle, because it united my preferences.
I was this delicate elegant lady on whom it rained down golden.
And also the scent touched me - because it spoke of glamour and fame.
Proud the rose and beguiling tuberose and ylang.
Vanilla and cinnamon were added very sensually.
This fragile lady behind glass was a femme fatale, a heartbreaker and the star of the Moulin Rouge.
And whenever I held the bottle in my hands, I was YOUR alter ego
As a teenager, the scents left me relatively cold - the pralines arrived earlier - and the snow balls even more so.
For hours I could dream my way into the small scenes that were wrapped in glass.
I was the lady who circled the Eiffel Tower with her poodle - and I let it snow down on my alter ego from time to time.
Or I stood as a little photographer in front of the Colosseum - in the middle of the snowstorm.
Only later did the fragrances accompany and inspire my fantasy journeys.
That was when my love of fragrance was awakened.
Of course I flew on the Fragile bottle, because it united my preferences.
I was this delicate elegant lady on whom it rained down golden.
And also the scent touched me - because it spoke of glamour and fame.
Proud the rose and beguiling tuberose and ylang.
Vanilla and cinnamon were added very sensually.
This fragile lady behind glass was a femme fatale, a heartbreaker and the star of the Moulin Rouge.
And whenever I held the bottle in my hands, I was YOUR alter ego
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