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Dallas, the Waltons and cigarette smoke
Flashback. Time zone early 80s. Cigarette smoking had passed its zenith at the time when our mother had smoked us up indoors to a Dallas episode. And the crazy thing was, it was considered completely normal. Well, the creep JR Ewing from the Dallas episodes could take quite a few nerves out of my mother, so a few deep puffs of her Muratti cigarette could straighten everything out. Despite my tender age, I was allowed to follow some of the episodes of Dallas, because sleep was out of the question when Jerrold Immel's dramatic score was playing downstairs in the living room, filling the high ceilings with cigarette smoke. Fortunately, our media consumption at the time was limited to a few episodes of Dallas or The Waltons.
Outside of these evening TV episodes, my life took place outside in nature, where we girls usually passed the time playing Gummitwist. This game started with feet and ended with heads. I have no idea how much jumping power we must have had back then, but I'm still impressed today when I think back. Maybe those hard jumps weren't so good for our feet and joints after all, when I look at my hallux today. Early sins take their toll.
When I think back to Pamela Barnes from Dallas, how beautiful she looked in her red dress and her stunning charisma and loveliness, I can well imagine that she must have worn a fragrance like Rouge smoking. A wonderful opening of sweet cherries and an irresistible pink pepper for the initial pinch of spice. The fruitiness is soon replaced by a beautiful vanilla blanket and heliotrope makes its presence felt. The base is not too long in coming and the blend of woods is reminiscent of smoke, albeit only on the distant horizon. A slightly fruity fragrance with that certain something, not too sweet and not too fruity with a pinch of spice that makes it unique.
And with the slightly smoky atmosphere on my wrist, my memories of back then vanish into thin air and I find myself in the here and now. Fragrances sometimes take me far back in time and conjure up memories that are priceless.
Good night John boy!
Outside of these evening TV episodes, my life took place outside in nature, where we girls usually passed the time playing Gummitwist. This game started with feet and ended with heads. I have no idea how much jumping power we must have had back then, but I'm still impressed today when I think back. Maybe those hard jumps weren't so good for our feet and joints after all, when I look at my hallux today. Early sins take their toll.
When I think back to Pamela Barnes from Dallas, how beautiful she looked in her red dress and her stunning charisma and loveliness, I can well imagine that she must have worn a fragrance like Rouge smoking. A wonderful opening of sweet cherries and an irresistible pink pepper for the initial pinch of spice. The fruitiness is soon replaced by a beautiful vanilla blanket and heliotrope makes its presence felt. The base is not too long in coming and the blend of woods is reminiscent of smoke, albeit only on the distant horizon. A slightly fruity fragrance with that certain something, not too sweet and not too fruity with a pinch of spice that makes it unique.
And with the slightly smoky atmosphere on my wrist, my memories of back then vanish into thin air and I find myself in the here and now. Fragrances sometimes take me far back in time and conjure up memories that are priceless.
Good night John boy!
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