But your scent will always remain...
I have known Jôvan's Musk Oil since my earliest childhood. It was always the favorite or signature scent of my favorite aunt. And I think it is this fragrance that has paved the way for me to love the fragrant world.
My aunt Gerda was the younger sister of my mother, both women could not have been more different. While my mother was rather calm, down-to-earth, well-balanced and homely and preferred to stay in the background, my aunt was cheerful, spirited, effervescent and always on the move.
Nevertheless, the two got along very well and complemented each other perfectly. The fact that it didn't go off completely without small quarrels and disagreements is obvious with the fundamentally different characters. Nevertheless one could always agree and the small conflicts remained also small.
And back then we always spent a lot of time together. We lived when I was little, just a few streets apart. Almost daily visits were obligatory.
My aunt always had a lot of heart for us children, she was always ready for the funniest jokes and lovingly took care of us when my mother was sick and couldn't take care of us as usual. My cousin was only a few years older than me and my dearest playmate. And yet she was already so responsible that she could look after us on her own.
And I loved my cardigan in HSV colours, which my aunt had knitted for my 5th birthday. A cardigan was never cuddlier and softer. She always had an open ear for children's concerns, which perhaps could not or did not want to be entrusted to her parents. And she always knew a solution for everything.
Those were good times back then.
But I particularly remember the wonderful scent that always surrounded my dear aunt in a very flattering way. That was Musk Oil by Jôvan. This fragrance was a wonderful match for my aunt, as if it had been made especially for her.
This fine, lovely spicy and spicy opening with fruity hints is not loud and intrusive, but very soft and cuddly. After a while this changes into floral, but remains lovely, warm, soft and quiet. This fine but present musk note, which is accompanied by a slight spice, makes the special character of Musk Oil.
The musk tone is perceptible, but it is not dominant, not stinging, never gets too loud and never too heavy.
It may come as a surprise that a woman who is more temperamental and extroverted has a subtle and subtle scent rather than a signature. But I always thought that this was the perfect match. Whenever I snuggled up to my aunt or was taken in her arms by her, I could enjoy this beautiful fragrance in harmony with the whole being of my aunt. I remember often saying to her, "Auntie, you always smell so beautiful! So home and after loving!" She was always very happy about that.
Unfortunately my favourite aunt hasn't lived for a long time, she died in 1990 at the age of just 45, suddenly, unexpectedly. For me a world collapsed, my favourite aunt was no longer there, I could never tell her again that she smelled so great, home and loving.
I think about her from time to time and wonder if she looks down on us through a small window from time to time and if there is Musk Oil where she is now. I would wish it for her from the bottom of my heart.
Just yesterday I was at the drugstore because I needed some banal things. And like magically dressed, it drove me into the scent corner and I stopped in front of a bottle of Musk Oil. I took the tester and sprayed something on my wrists. And immediately my aunt stood before me in spirit, in her warm-hearted, temperamental manner, smiling at me and I couldn't help but take a bottle home with me.
This morning after getting up I was still able to perceive this fine, delicate and yet present scent well on my wrists, so the shelf life is not from bad parents, it was easy 13 hours.
I wouldn't know any season or opportunity that Musk Oil wouldn't suit. You will always be accompanied very fine and delicate by this fragrance.
With this fragrance, which for me is very firmly connected to my aunt Gerda, I can give nothing but the highest score.
Even though it is certainly not as it was in 1977, I recognized it and felt like I was back in my childhood. And I honour the bottle, treat myself to a few splashes all by myself and think affectionately of my aunt, wherever she may be now. And I still miss her....