![]() I hadn't tested much yet, at that time I already felt overwhelmed whether this sea was full of scents and possibilities, olfactory worlds and stories. I unexpectedly found a splinter of identity in a large, hectic perfumery near the Pope's Palace as I strolled through the narrow streets one afternoon. My silky mass of identity blew in many ways in the mistral, longed for, was full of gaps. ![]() A few years ago, 16, in search of many things, the windy spring of Avignon welcomed me to a six-month cultural exchange. ![]() Light blue is my first big fragrance love. Sometimes, however, the attachment to the beloved object is intensified and it becomes a jewel worth protecting. Illusions are often broken like falling mirror glass, magic is stolen and tender things are desecrated. Just as with films, books, food, places and much more that tends to trigger strong feelings, it is not always the best idea, with regard to fragrances that are close to one's heart, to get the opinions of the anonymous masses, who comment, criticize and in the worst case despise them without regard to sentimentality and knowledge about them.
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