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Of course, I was also interested in his perfume. Not that I consciously noticed one about him when we met. There were completely different things in the foreground. The language, for example, which is completely foreign to me. Or his winning smile. But during my first visit to Moscow with him and his parents in the apartment, my eye fell very quickly on the small collection of perfume bottles that stood on the chest of drawers in the narrow hallway. There were three men's fragrances, but also some women's fragrances. And not a single product of it I knew.
When Lonja noticed that I was looking at the perfumes, he specifically picked out a bottle. "And - do you know him? That's my favorite. He's very popular with you in the West, isn't he?" I read the inscription "One Man Show." No, I hadn't encountered that scent before. I was slightly sceptical as to whether it was a "brand product" at all. "What are you looking at? Don't you know Jacques Bogart?"
"I know Humphrey Bogart, but who's Jacques?" "A famous designer," Lonja said. "Spray this on your face. You'll see, it's a fantastic fragrance. And expensive here."
The top note literally exploded before us: freshness, energy, spice. Very hands-on, loud. Very 80's, even though we were in the 90's.
The heart consisted of wood notes, classically male in connotation, not surprising, but extremely sympathetic, without fuss, without disturbing accessories. "Do you wear this a lot?" I wanted to know. "No, only on special occasions. I didn't take him to Germany. That's why you don't know him. My father also sprays himself with it sometimes and we only have one bottle to share."
"And what are the other scents that stand here?" "Oh, these are Soviet products... i don't know if you like them...".
"Where do you get One Man Show?"
"If you're lucky, you can find him at a kiosk down in a metro station."
The next day, I was looking for him.
Yes, really, one of the kiosks offered me a bottle for the equivalent of eight DM. That was a fabulously low price for such an excellent men's fragrance. I struck immediately.
Finally Lonja had his own bottle of "One Man Show", because if there was a nomen omen here, I thought, then he definitely needed his personal "copy".
It should be the scent that has accompanied us through our relationship.
"One Man Show" is a perfume without frills. It is not intellectual and pseudo-intellectual, but relaxed and unstraining. "One Man Show" does not have to compete for recognition, but has a casual, natural authority. Man always feels really perfumed with it: whether at work or at the party. At any time of the day or night, "One Man Show" emphasizes the charming aspects of a male being, embodying grounding coupled with spontaneity and endurance.
In short, the scent suited you, Lonja.
You wore it to our wedding party at the Hotel Kosmos, where there was a bottle of vodka per capita for every guest. You smelled like One Man Show when our daughter started school in Vladimir. And you had that smell on you the last time I kissed you goodbye at Sheremetjevo II Airport in our life together.
Today "One Man Show" is reformulated.
We both know that the shows you liked a lot in your youth can be replaced by other spectacles and performances in the course of your life.
But in the time of our love, you were my only show. My wonderful, honest, generous, energetic, sunny Russian "One Man Show".