11/07/2020
Nefretem
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Nefretem
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Behind the house where the violets bloom
We perfume addicts are a very special species...do you know when you have to have a fragrance because you have never smelled anything like it? ....not that you like it or even want to wear it but simply because you want to have it in your collection like Grenouille! That's how I felt with Confetti... I love it when perfumes take me away, pictures awaken a story! The prelude is shrill and I can't think of another word for it ! Green and powdery ...and then comes this dusty flowery violet scent like from my childhood ...the one on the little hill right behind the house ...I remember when I was a child kneeling in front of it and sniffing those little purple flowers. My mom brews a mocha coffee and brings it out on the porch. The scent is carried to me by a warm summer breeze and mixes with my violet world...on the way to the veranda a little breeze of the little rosebuds blows towards me... I found this memory in the bottle and I won't give it away anymore!
