Marine notes
MarieMCK
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MarieMCK
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Francophile
Hello everyone! Welcome!
And for those who don't speak French: a warm welcome! You have just landed in France!
In 2012, I took a road trip through France with my mother after graduating from high school. A very beautiful stop was Avignon. The city of the Popes, very old, very warm, located on the Rhône and clearly part of Provence. In this beautiful city, there was a small, winding shop near the fabulously old city wall. The entire shop was filled with lavender. Fresh lavender, dried lavender, and also processed lavender - lavender everywhere. My mother and I were in paradise. Of course, the little wicker basket that served as a shopping basket was filled to the brim - with lavender soap, lavender sachets, rose soap, and also with the perfume mentioned above. I discovered it quite hidden there. If I remember correctly, there were different varieties of this perfume, but "Marine" seemed just right for me on that hot day.
The liquid was a beautiful turquoise blue and it smelled very unique. Not aquatic, but heavy. The scent definitely had something floral about it, but it also seemed spicy and perhaps a bit woody. It is clearly unisex and didn't quite fit my usual preferences. I usually tend towards sweet, floral, and delicate scents, often with vanilla. This fragrance had nothing in common with that. This scent was a thunderclap. Strong, powerful, and loud! For me, this scent was maritime, but not clean. Refreshing, yes, but not zesty.
And so this little treasure came with me. It somehow matched my mood. Just with my mother and my car, I felt free that summer. We didn't know where we would sleep tomorrow or what we would experience tomorrow. Everything was so flexible and self-determined. I used the fragrance every day and felt strong.
After our two weeks, the vial landed in my handbag. There it was again - everyday life. The training began - "the serious side of life" (the dumbest phrase ever)... And I forgot all my freedom and self-determination. Until one day when I felt very bad at work. I was not treated well and sat in the office like a bundle of misery. For no reason, I rummaged through my handbag (the women know exactly what I mean) and was probably subconsciously looking for an excuse to leave or a tool... or maybe a weapon? :D
And bam, I had this turquoise beauty in my hand. I applied the fragrance and poof - La Provence! At least for a brief moment, I felt free, self-determined, and beautiful.
And that's how I still handle it today: Whenever I feel small and foolish, I rummage through my handbag or my backpack and apply this fragrance to my neck and wrists.
When I put it on (I have it in a small vial with a rollerball), the whole room smells of it. It covers everything. It also covers my anxiousness.
Et violà - my companion on days with low self-confidence and esprit.
And for those who don't speak French: a warm welcome! You have just landed in France!
In 2012, I took a road trip through France with my mother after graduating from high school. A very beautiful stop was Avignon. The city of the Popes, very old, very warm, located on the Rhône and clearly part of Provence. In this beautiful city, there was a small, winding shop near the fabulously old city wall. The entire shop was filled with lavender. Fresh lavender, dried lavender, and also processed lavender - lavender everywhere. My mother and I were in paradise. Of course, the little wicker basket that served as a shopping basket was filled to the brim - with lavender soap, lavender sachets, rose soap, and also with the perfume mentioned above. I discovered it quite hidden there. If I remember correctly, there were different varieties of this perfume, but "Marine" seemed just right for me on that hot day.
The liquid was a beautiful turquoise blue and it smelled very unique. Not aquatic, but heavy. The scent definitely had something floral about it, but it also seemed spicy and perhaps a bit woody. It is clearly unisex and didn't quite fit my usual preferences. I usually tend towards sweet, floral, and delicate scents, often with vanilla. This fragrance had nothing in common with that. This scent was a thunderclap. Strong, powerful, and loud! For me, this scent was maritime, but not clean. Refreshing, yes, but not zesty.
And so this little treasure came with me. It somehow matched my mood. Just with my mother and my car, I felt free that summer. We didn't know where we would sleep tomorrow or what we would experience tomorrow. Everything was so flexible and self-determined. I used the fragrance every day and felt strong.
After our two weeks, the vial landed in my handbag. There it was again - everyday life. The training began - "the serious side of life" (the dumbest phrase ever)... And I forgot all my freedom and self-determination. Until one day when I felt very bad at work. I was not treated well and sat in the office like a bundle of misery. For no reason, I rummaged through my handbag (the women know exactly what I mean) and was probably subconsciously looking for an excuse to leave or a tool... or maybe a weapon? :D
And bam, I had this turquoise beauty in my hand. I applied the fragrance and poof - La Provence! At least for a brief moment, I felt free, self-determined, and beautiful.
And that's how I still handle it today: Whenever I feel small and foolish, I rummage through my handbag or my backpack and apply this fragrance to my neck and wrists.
When I put it on (I have it in a small vial with a rollerball), the whole room smells of it. It covers everything. It also covers my anxiousness.
Et violà - my companion on days with low self-confidence and esprit.
