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La première impression -
The first impression.

Your appearance has made me aware of you and I thought I want to get to know you.
Mémoire, I think this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship. At least that was the first thought after I first put you on, because you enchanted me with your weird way.

Formidable! You wrap me up with a pleasant scent of chamomile with woody green notes and round off your appearance with a vanilla note. Wonderful! You're very quiet and have a subliminal calming effect on me. This is damn pleasant, because most of the time life is already much too loud and much too fast anyway.

A long trouver and a prompt perdre -
A friend is hard to find and easy to lose.

Unfortunately, after a relatively short time I had to realize that it is always my loved ones who disappoint me the most. So are you! Where'd you go? It was all so extraordinarily pleasant... Now you're gone and around me it gets loud again. That's great. That makes me a little sad, because everything began very promisingly.

Chaque chose en son temps -
All in good time.

In fact, you really touched me and left such impressive traces that I often have to think of you. I'm not letting you go and I've got an idea...

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? -
Would you like to sleep with me tonight?

The plan with you was different, but this compromise-ready purpose relationship still seems to me to be a very good solution.
Just give me the good-soothing feeling in the night, because that makes me fall asleep with a smile on my lips.
Yes, now you love me - and even if you leave me again soon and I have to wake up without you... it stays "Mémoire d'une Odeur"

Something extraordinary special.
Freshly sprayed on, the fragrance has a painfully paralyzing effect - incense without end - and briefly leaves a yawning emptiness behind in the world of thought. The leather makes me think more clearly again and gives my imagination back the forms. Patchouli, cumin and black pepper provide the complementary component and everything seems to be perfect. But when an extraterrestrial being with a little rose in his hand stands in front of me and gives me Earthling his love, then it happened to me - immediately I return this love unconditionally and irrevocably.
Now everything was clear to me again: Nothing is not just nothing. The nothing wants to be perceived, because it is loud and beautiful. Nothing penetrates everything, because it is heavy and takes the space it needs. Nothing is full of black love, likes to cross borders and is not of this world.
But be careful! I don't want to pass on the love that nothing gives me, it belongs to me alone! I much prefer to move in their aura, which seems arrogant and untouchable to others. So don't get too close, or I'll disappoint you.
I grant you everything, provided you leave me my nothing, because it is just right for me and my black soul. No more without you!

She enters the hall and each of her movements is underlined with a murmur of decadent society. Everyone wants to be near her, but nobody wants to be publicly associated with her. The hair strictly tied to the back, a penetrating self-confident look with which she greets each of her guests wordlessly and a light but mysterious scent that fills the room together with her. She lets the thin leather coat slide from her shoulders and sets the scene for her floral dress with roses, lily of the valley and violets. Silence. Astonished glances streaked each other and nobody really wanted to believe that the courtesan could be completely different, as everyone believed. Once again, with her head held high, she throws her self-confident gaze into the round and this time accepted a clear portion of admiration. With this wordless performance she was able to clean up the rumours around her in a highly professional and purposeful way. Chapeau, proud woman!

This fragrance has its very own attraction. Because similar to the gravitational system of the sun, "Sun" exerts a very special force on me every year.
Just in time for the middle of the year it draws me into a spell of comfort and lets me dance heliocentrically in my own warm universe.
Without the cold sunspots, completely without temperature fluctuations the journey starts and for a few weeks we are inseparable, enter into a symbiosis and form an alliance.
But even before the heavy mix of oranges and vanilla crushes me, I have to part with her.
And so I let the light travel another 9 trillion kilometres until next year, until my dear sun closes me again with a wink in my arms - and I'm looking forward to it