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Red lips should be kissed
But here came the memory at a speed that could have won a Formula 1 race directly! Wow! How racy!
Once sprayed and I was a child again, later a teenager: "gold tubes" in which lipsticks were hidden - what adventures for girls!
Almost at the same time I was looking for one of my books ("Fashion Photography of the Fifties") with an article by Karl Lagerfeld about this time, in which "Kaiser Karl" also talks about lipsticks.
"... The lipstick in dark, banal red was like cement - it was called "kiss-proof" - but cement is kiss-proof. However, lipsticks and nail polishes actually had something ambiguous about them."
Oh, yes, dear Karl! How true!
Although I would like to exchange cement for concrete; cement would be a bit too dusty now
Is that how we want to do it, great master?
The shades of red were really limited: a brighter red, it left a kind of wound on the face, should make the woman a vamp. And a deep, almost black dark red, reminiscent of the velvety petals of a rose.
And these things were firm, very hard to apply!
Kiss-proof? The traces of delicate glass and fine porcelain were difficult to get off and on shirt collars - oh, let's leave that alone!
(I just say: Connie Francis with "Lipstick on your collar!")
"They were never smooth or creamy. I remember that a school friend of mine planed a lipstick of her mum into fine slices and wanted to make it a little softer and more cuddly with oil (it must have been simple cooking oil). - That was a fine job of grubbing!
Our mothers shook their heads once again: These girls!
(I'm afraid that was the time when my mum probably started to think about me being a kind of changeling after all!)
Yeah, those lipsticks!
They could also be applied on top of each other. A colleague of my mother said - after serious consideration: "Tastes awful!"
But now to "Lipstick Rose" from the series Editions de Parfum Frédéric Malle (a brand that gives me pleasure!).
The typical lipstick scent of the noble Damascus rose, whose colour changes from rich dark red to almost black, dominates here: Nomen est omen! (Yes, surprisingly enough, even non-academics know that much Latin!)
I haven't seen this variety of rose in the shops for a long time - should it have become unfashionable?
As unfashionable as the lipsticks this fragrance reminds us of?
As unfashionable as the marzipan roses on a green covered wire handle, which were so gladly bought and given away ?
The proudly advancing rose scent, dressed in a large robe, is joined by a lively flock of violets in bloom: they are not exactly squeamish either!
Its fragrance blends wonderfully old-fashioned with that of the seductive rose!
Of course, vanilla and musk are not to be missed. What are red, kissable lips if Aphrodite is not playing along?
A tragedy, a sad masquerade! A pattern without value!
Come on, friends: don't be shy!
It rumbles enormously, but not unpleasantly, when this fragrant galan unfolds and vainly strikes its peacock-like wheel!
The memories are alive, let's smile!
But a little bit of damp earthiness from Vertiver is also quite good at this point. Without this scent "Lipstick Rose" would probably have been a little bit against the grain after all!
Amber clearly reminds us that a woman is a woman and not a man in disguise!
Another touch of powder and "Lipstick Rose" shows itself feminine, warm, seductive and sexy!
"Lipstick Rose" is not from bad parents: this scent awakens memories, leads on the road of nostalgia - maybe even to nowhere.
He amuses me, makes me smile and dream a little. I'm suddenly very, very young!
And "Lipstick Rose" is also reminiscent of one thing:
"Save vour Kisses for me; save all your Kisses for me..."
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