As a child, I loved almost every fairy tale I read. I especially liked it when a fairy tale was read to me; probably it stimulated my imagination even more than I read it myself. Devotedly, I listened to my mother's voice and followed the pictures that were painted before my eyes, step by step, and immerse myself deeply in them. Soon it was difficult for me to distinguish between what I had heard and reality. If the fairy tale had been read out, I still stayed on winding forest paths, in royal houses, with princes and fairies and with the seven dwarves ...
The other day, when I sprayed on 'Insolence', the scent took me, like in a fairy tale, to another place and another reality. Early in the morning I was on a dirt road that led me to a nearby forest. My path was lined with bushes of wild, bluish red berries, which I picked and immediately disappeared into my mouth. But I wanted more of it, I wanted to collect it and bring it home. Attracted by the prospect of a much greater yield of fruit, I left the path and went deeper and deeper into the thicket. I was suddenly enchanted by the intense smell of the trees, the moist leaves and the wonderfully fragrant berries. Soon my bag was full to bursting and I could have made my way back. But I became curious and went deeper and deeper into this fragrant, colourful natural paradise. Then I reached a clearing and discovered a lush collection of blue violets and wild white-flowered irises near a moss meadow. The flowers wetted by the rain and gradually opening from the sun spread a wonderful aroma. Following a spontaneous impulse, I stretched out my hand, wanted to take some of these beauties with me, but at the last moment I pulled my hand back. Instead I sat down at the clearing, enjoyed the first rays of sunshine of that day and absorbed the bewitchingly fresh and balsamic-spicy smell of iris, violet, my berries and the surrounding conifers. Completely relaxed I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment that seemed like a meditation, quiet and calming.
How long I stayed there, I don't know. At some point I remembered that I had taken an orange with me as food for my walk, which I now peeled devoutly and sniffed at before I ate it. Delicious, just delicious!
I was captivated by the perfectly harmonious mixture of the most wonderful aromas. A fairy-tale scent went up my nose. Even the paper in which I had stored the orange contributed its part to the fragrance life.
An unforgettable moment.
Insolence' - a wonderful, elegant, fruity, flowery and yet mysteriously papery fragrance! I don't know why this creation was called that, there's nothing cheeky about it. On the contrary, it brings about silence, harmony, peace and an inner joy.
Thank you, dear Aolani, for these magical moments in the forest....