Roses and More Priscilla Presley 1998

I can't hold on any longer; since I will never forget this story and remember it often, I'll let you share in my story ;-)

It was 2003, I had to go to the hospital because of a foot surgery. Besides, I had 2 small children and was with my husband in separation. I already had a friend, whom I had met in an establishment.
The stay in the hospital was only 10 days, but was very adventurous.

In my toilet bag ended up except for the normal care stuff of course one or two fragrances. Without perfume also does not go in the hospital. Anyway, I had Roses and More with me.
After I had the operation behind me always came the ward doctor purely and ask after the well-being. The foot always had to be re-bandaged too. He had also been the surgeon, I just hadn't recognized him properly in the operating room because he had his mask and cap on.

One day he opened the door and the first thing he said was, Oh what smells so good in here? That was so cute. By the way, I thought Dr. Beninga was exceedingly attractive and cute. Especially in his white coat.
His face very friendly, with glasses, very educated and very caring.

He was so sweet that he personally re-bandaged my foot every day and if it was too tight even once, he started all over again.
I must confess that I already had a crush on him ;-D

Had my Roses and More sprayed on whenever I knew he was still coming in. I think he loved it and was willing to do a nurse's job because of it, or he just thought I was so great. I don't know.

It is, in my memory, one of the most beautiful, lovely rose scents I know. Very understated, almost shy, but still not quiet.
A rose that is finely powdered and with a little citrus knows exactly what it wants. She wants to beguile. And that's exactly what she did.

8 months later. exactly on Christmas Eve, a nondescript gentleman in PLUS approaches me in my town and asks me if I still know who he is ;-) He wishes me Merry Christmas and gives me a cute look. Me like this, Dr. Beninga? He's like, Yes! I had a big fat smile on my face and to this day I don't understand why I didn't ask him if we could meet privately sometime.

In retrospect, I haven't found him again anywhere. Nor about the name in the city, nor about the hospital. There I waited too long with the search, however.

Some things in life I don't understand, but the magic of Roses and More is obvious!

I have now ordered it again 18 years later so I can travel back in time.