When I was a little girl, my favorite ballet teacher looked like a Biba model with her aubergine lipstick, dark brown rimmed eyes, and dramatic headscarves. She wore a strong, musty-smelling perfume that I know now was Mitsouko. And so it began.
Muguet des Bois is 6th grade; White Shoulders and Enjoli are junior high; high school is Opium and Cristalle; the ballet company is Diorissimo; college and horrible boyfriend heartbreak are Tea Rose and Paris.
Young adulthood in San Francisco is Mitsouko and the early Goutals (Hadrien to this day makes me think of how I smelled when I was running to catch the 22 Fillmore in the morning.)
The treading water years are Joop, Sculpture, and cKOne.
Marriage and business is L'Heure Bleue and Fresh Bulgarian Rose (damn Fresh for discontinuing it); the darling house I lost in the divorce is Violetta di Parma - I didn't wear it that much, but I guess I smelled it near where I dressed each morning.
New love is Theorema.
Moving to Los Feliz is Parfum Sacre.
Today is often Shalimar Ode a La Vanille (Mexique) or - I'm surprised by this - Euphoria. Nearly two decades went by without my giving a thought to CK scents, but the CK fruity musky thing was great for me with cKOne when it came out, and it remains true for Euphoria, as well.
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