Schwerelos

This is my first comment on a perfume and I hope to give it the attention it deserves.

I don't know when I first noticed this fragrance, it should have been in the early 90s and I was in kindergarten or primary school.
My mother loved fragrances, only they couldn't be expensive. As a child of the communist Eastern bloc, it was difficult to get the many scents that were taken for granted in the West. So from 90/91 she ordered from Üffes for the first time, which until then seemed to be the peak of luxury.

At some point Gabriela Sabatini gave her this fragrance, which was perceived as a new luxury. Everyone knew that name back then!
I was fascinated by this smell, so loud and wild and very different from the alcoholic stink my mother used to love (mostly the perfumes for 3-5 marks from the market). Even as a child I knew what I didn't like at all - but I liked this one. So I sprayed myself "secretly" with this fragrance and when she asked me to take her expensive perfume, I vehemently disagreed. But somehow she always noticed. What was the reason for that? :)
With the perfume I felt beautiful, grown up and always wanted to smell like that.

My fascination with the fragrance diminished when the fragrance, used so sparingly, tipped over. Which was still used, after all it was so expensive!

For a long time I forgot this fragrance. I conquered the drugstores as a teenager with more than a small purse and stuck to what my friends liked so much. There were no outliers into the extravagant, the whole range of cheap fragrances gradually filled my cupboard over the years.

And until today remained a slight tendency to favorable smells, which I seize again and again.

I count this scent among them, because with less than 10 Euro per bottle it belongs to the cheap scent waters. When I saw him about five years ago, I had to take him. I wasn't feeling well that day, and so new memories weave themselves into this fragrance.
Back home I was surprised by the WUMMS. That's what I wanted as a child?

Until today I wore it sporadically, but increasingly self-confident. It is elegant, I smell the vanilla and musk and love the slightly oriental touch. Is this scent the foundation stone for my love of the Orient and oriental scents?

For this comment I wanted to publish it again, but it is now overturned - or can I no longer bear it? I took the bottle and threw it away.

For me, for a long time, the scent was afflicted with the feeling of doing something forbidden. It was my mother's perfume that she hardly ever wore.

Today I'm a woman who doesn't have to wear memories anymore, I create my own. All my memory perfumes have a legitimate place on my shelf, but they won't be replaced.

Sometimes memory makes an average fragrance special. So also this one, who never wanted to knock me out, was always a bit too loud and pushy for me. Was it the aldehydes that bothered me so much? I can deal with loud, exciting and booming scents, on good days I like to wear them with bright red lipstick. And yet - Gabriela and I are loose acquaintances whose friendship only feeds on memories. I didn't miss her when I surrounded myself with others and almost forgot about her. And when I remembered them, then more melancholy, never out of love, much more because of the decency to pay attention to them again.
It wasn't friendship, and yet I must thank her. You paved the way for countless loves, for more or less elegant attempts in search of myself.

You live in my memory as the first luxury I was allowed to experience. You were the first fragrance friend of any number of fragrance pals. But the 90s are over, and maybe in 20 years I will buy popular fragrances today and think back nostalgically to you. But for now, you will no longer live with me