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Eriele
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Long time ago
My mama, small, tender, dainty, blonde curls loved frills, ribbons and flounces in her clothes. She wasn't too good at cosmetics. Her very dogmatic mother did not like such a thing and the little daughter was well-behaved and stuck to it. Painting was not appropriate and as a fragrance 4711 was the most extreme of feelings. It didn't matter that the daughter was married and a mother.
Then around 1963, when I was six years old, I was with my father in the neighboring Klingenstadt Christmas shopping. Ask what to give Mama. We agreed that it should be something special that she didn't have otherwise. So off to the Kaufhof, where there were such great scents and lipsticks. With the help of a nice saleswoman, we quickly found a suitable shade in strong rosewood. With the scent, it took longer. My father didn't really like one for his wife.
Then I saw the little blue bottle with the fan as a stopper. Father smelled it and then they put the scent under my nose. Testing on the skin wasn't like that back then. We just looked at each other and that was in our eyes the scent for Mama.
Unforgotten the beginning with violets and herbs. But violets dominated. Later, sweet lime blossoms, lilac and lily of the valley were added. A little harsher then the exit. Only the floral scents and the violet were running through the whole scent.
Christmas came and Mama gasped for air as she unpacked the scent. But not with joy. Crushing look my grandma at the gift and instead Oh you cheerful was thick air in the living room. Politely my mother tested the smell and thanked father and me .
After the holidays, the scent wandered into the bedroom on her dressing table. This was modern at that time and was a chest of drawers with a three-part mirror attachment. Then there was the scent. A little later he wandered into the chest of drawers. Secretly I crept in and sniffed at the bottle. Even courageously tested a few drops and for me it was "My" fragrance. Unnoticed the small bottle became empty and my father noticed it and proudly like Oskar he bought supplies. That went so well until the scent was no longer there and my uncle unceremoniously covered me with age-appropriate scents (more in my block).
But if I smell violet scents they remind me a little of my childhood. The blue tone of the bottle is still my favourite colour by the way
Then around 1963, when I was six years old, I was with my father in the neighboring Klingenstadt Christmas shopping. Ask what to give Mama. We agreed that it should be something special that she didn't have otherwise. So off to the Kaufhof, where there were such great scents and lipsticks. With the help of a nice saleswoman, we quickly found a suitable shade in strong rosewood. With the scent, it took longer. My father didn't really like one for his wife.
Then I saw the little blue bottle with the fan as a stopper. Father smelled it and then they put the scent under my nose. Testing on the skin wasn't like that back then. We just looked at each other and that was in our eyes the scent for Mama.
Unforgotten the beginning with violets and herbs. But violets dominated. Later, sweet lime blossoms, lilac and lily of the valley were added. A little harsher then the exit. Only the floral scents and the violet were running through the whole scent.
Christmas came and Mama gasped for air as she unpacked the scent. But not with joy. Crushing look my grandma at the gift and instead Oh you cheerful was thick air in the living room. Politely my mother tested the smell and thanked father and me .
After the holidays, the scent wandered into the bedroom on her dressing table. This was modern at that time and was a chest of drawers with a three-part mirror attachment. Then there was the scent. A little later he wandered into the chest of drawers. Secretly I crept in and sniffed at the bottle. Even courageously tested a few drops and for me it was "My" fragrance. Unnoticed the small bottle became empty and my father noticed it and proudly like Oskar he bought supplies. That went so well until the scent was no longer there and my uncle unceremoniously covered me with age-appropriate scents (more in my block).
But if I smell violet scents they remind me a little of my childhood. The blue tone of the bottle is still my favourite colour by the way
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