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It's not always the sounds that are strong, just because they are loud
My little son was about 7 years old when the long-awaited shower was finally installed in the kitchen of our rented apartment in a Thuringian town by the apartment administration. We were so blessed to be able to simply stand under a warm shower of water for thorough cleaning, after we had always gotten into the bathtub once a week in the city bath! During this time he coined the term "evening of happiness". Happy evening - that meant being able to get into a newly-covered bed freshly showered and creamed in freshly washed pyjamas and to have a story read out in company with his favourite plush companions. Cleanliness and cream, cosiness and cuddling in a soft bed - what a dream of warmth, love and security - for which child would it not be?
What has remained is the memory of a fragrance that unites all these feelings and lets the images rise immediately. I am talking here about "Pour femme" by Lacoste, more precisely about the dupes I have of La Rive and of èclat. Which, according to some comments, are supposed to be even better than the original scent. I haven't run into him yet. Both fragrance twins are very weak in silage, you have to replenish generously several times, but don't worry, overdosing doesn't work at all... The first time I couldn't believe that a fragrance could be so weak at all. There was hardly anything to sniff! The most silent of the Leisetretern.
Actually I like Leisetreter, because who wants to attract attention all the time? So he doesn't make anything of himself for now and maybe that's why he is so dear to me in his simple unobtrusiveness and warm cream. A fragrance like a cuddly dress made of the softest Eider down. Nothing disturbs or stings. There is simply a clear, pleasant reassurance, an in-self-to-home, no matter what happens. No question mark, no exclamation mark, just a dot.
What scents can do... where's the bottle?