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She was an outstanding tennis player in her home town and had once again won the club championships. For the third consecutive year. But this year the winner's cup was secondary because she only had eyes for it. He had reached the men's final. He was new to the club, seemed exotic and was very handsome. She worked hard to get to know him. But she wasn't the only one in town, of course, and here at the tennis club, courting him. Others, who played tennis less well and less passionately than she did, tried to do the same. But they knew all the better how to make their mark
In the end none of the village girls got it. He moved away as quickly as he had come. To the Caribbean to take up employment in his new job. What a dream! She only got a postcard from him, with the promise to play tennis with her again soon, which she kept for many years.
One of her favourite scents during this hot summer was Havana from Aramis. A slightly aquatic fragrance with apple, peach, freesia and rose. Aquatics were never her preferred choice, not even then, but the cool scent, enmeshed with soft notes like heliotrope, honey and even tonka bean, was so wonderfully appropriate in these warm days. Here the melon didn't bother her either, because, unlike the then very hip New West, which she didn't like at all, it wasn't smellable in this way. Despite its aquatic, rather fresh basic character, Havana pour Elle always gave a little warmth, as she loved it in her fragrances. In the base, it also revealed some vanilla to nestle in, but this remained discreetly in the background. After every match or practice game, she would apply it after a shower. And the scent pleased not only her, but many of her sports comrades, especially the men. Even he had noticed it. After a game at the facility in the neighboring town, to which they had travelled as a group as spectators, he took her in his car on the way back and talked to her about her beautiful perfume and confessed to her liking it. She had already applied it that day many hours ago in the morning and the soft, fresh and soft fragrance was still very noticeable in the late afternoon.
Today she thinks of this summer and of him when she remembers this fragrance. But she is not sad, because it was a wonderful time with many wonderful memories and also a magical perfume. And only shortly afterwards - in autumn of this year - she found her life partner. With another fragrance. Tennis, on the other hand, has not interested her for a long time. Also, and the card flew into the trash in 2004.