I love perfumes. I tell anyone who cares to listen how I adore a good fragrance. I assume everyone does anyway. My romance with Channel No 5 has been as passionate as it has been pocket unfriendly. Someone just gave me a bottle of Lolita Lempicka. I think I like it. I haven’t used it long enough to decide if I love it. I love the bottle though. I don’t like perfumes that smell too sweet or have vanilla notes that are just too much or smell too strong.
I think it is awesome when people just tell you how good you smell. There is something about it that boosts your confidence. A dab of perfume on the neck area and on the wrists is just enough to keep you smelling and feeling terrific all day.
Unfortunately, some people just practically ‘bathe’ in perfume and have a cloud around them that does nothing but suffocate everyone else.
On my way to work one day, a woman entered the bus I was in and with her came an over-powering smell that made everyone uncomfortable. I could have sworn I heard an elderly woman in the bus praying that she should get down at the next bus stop. The perfume didn’t even smell nice at all.
I’d once choked and almost hyperventilated when a man came to stand beside me at a bus stop. The awful smelling fragrance he loaded on his coat was strangely forcing itself down my throat. I moved away from him but it seemed like it was following me about. The man just kept on starring at me. I was tempted to tell him to throw his perfume away because it smelt terrible! Maybe he used too much and it just didn't mix well with the smell of sweat.
Someone told me that just because you can't perceive the fragrance doesn’t mean it is not there and in fact, most of the time you wouldn’t! We all are guilty of this kind of over indulgence once in a while. I must have done that with the first bottle of Chanel that I got. Maybe the second one too. Jeez!
Do tell me that perfume you absolutely adore.
Take care people!
Lily Johnson.
