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Childhood memory ...
I have already read here several times the association of this fragrance with the smell in a shoe shop.
And... yes, it is. But not a shoe shop of this sort, cheap and lots of plastic, huge shelves, stuffed full.
It's the shoe store of my childhood.
White suede met me in Berlin. In the department store that everyone knows.
Huge perfumery department with the finest fragrances of all origins.
My husband wanted to test oud Wood and so I stood next to him and
waited patiently for his then nevertheless 3
"I can't-me-don't-decide-candidate." Who understands this better than
all of us here. I could hardly help because I liked everyone equally.
Tom Ford fragrances have always been too heavy, too extremely stored for me, at least for a woman.
Well, my husband waved his arms around, I was already dazed by all the "oud".
And it smells wonderful on him.
Then came the awakening from the almost anaesthesia: I suddenly smelled something clear, pure. And it made me feel so good.
A lady next to me had sprayed White Suede.
What's that?, I asked.
The salesgirl was overzealous and already I had it on my wrist. Oh, that was wonderful. What the hell was that? What did it remind me of? Suede said the lady next to me.
And then there she was. The memory of that smell in the shoe store of my childhood. My mother always bought very high quality shoes, even for us children. I saw the shop in front of me: a slide that led down from the upper floor, on which I felt I had slipped 1000 times. And I tasted the cherry lollipop that I got at the checkout after buying new shoes. I saw the radiant eyes of my mother in front of me again when new shoes fitted and were found.
And smelled the smell in this store, finest clean leather, no plastic.
On my wrist the smell of leather became softer and softer, creamed in. Well-groomed.
Dry, not sweet, not flowery. The note of tea and musk remains present in me, breathed in with a little incense. The leather keeps subtly in the background. Stay clean and pure. Wonderful.
I let myself be sprayed completely and we left the stand for the visit to the upper delicatessen department.
Since we would have made other purchases, we decided to stand firm and put Tom Ford oud Wood intense and white suede on the birthday wish list.
What do you think? Did it work?
In the evening we visited a vaudeville and sniffed around at us without a break. Tom Ford accompanied us with a relentless consistency.
Maybe it was the so beautiful trip to Berlin, maybe it was due to chance that the following day was Sunday open for business...
White suede and oud Wood intense have definitely found their way into our suitcases and survived the return flight well.
And have been our daily companions ever since, harmonizing wonderfully together and we believe that this could become a connection for life.
Thanks Mom for your patience when buying shoes and also for everything else.
Even if you're not anymore, memories live on. One of them in White Suede.