I was leafing through a glossy magazine the other day when I caught a whiff of perfume. It was an advert for a new perfume, Notorious. When I opened the sleeve and sniffed I was suddenly reminded of the perfume Opium and my student days. I used to always wear it when going out at night.
Isn't it funny how a scent can "belong" to someone? My mum's friend always had Chanel no. 5 soap, and I can always recognise Allure on anyone.
Ysatis is a walkway of shops in Singapore 20 years ago for me.
Yes, perfume is truly evocative.
My 13 year old son, on the other hand, has started spraying Lynx. There is such a thing as spraying too much...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment