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Where have you been?
Many articles, texts, stories and also reviews have the year 2020 and the pandemic in their prelude.
We were all in it, after all, and yes, it affected us all.
My life, my routine away from work consisted of movies on Wednesdays, going out to eat on Fridays, drinking coffee, cooking together and the gym.
Week in, week out. Stuck days. Everyday life.
And then there I sat, mid-March, and the routine ended. Suddenly.
Like in a book or a movie.
The world stood still.
People full of fear and worry, even more than usual.
I heard and read of terrible fates.
Uncertainty.
But also from the other side.
Of great stories. People who found themselves again.
Of dolphins in Venice. Clubhouse. Nature.
Together... somehow. All together.
For a moment at least.
And I was home.
A little bit alone. A little bit lonely.
Just me and Wauwau.
Went through cupboards, drawers and compartments.
Found mostly more than I wanted, including samples of scents from the last few years.
Oh, something new from the designer.
That can go.
Have I but for years nothing more found what I liked so that it would have gotten more attention with me.
Comes in the box at the family and friends may help themselves.
Not at all. Come on, once still try.
Libre by Yves Saint Laurent.
From the house I always kind of liked everything.
And Cinema sort of runs in my veins.
Libre, however, had not pleased me "then" when testing, "outside".
So incidentally quickly sprayed on the forearm.
Intense.
This small addition I have actually overread.
And if Libre Intense were a light, it would have blinded me at that moment like a spotlight in the dark of night.
What is that?
So warm.
So peaceful.
So beautiful it almost hurts?
So many memories without knowing each other? Like the best borrowed from different Guerlains I love.
So Emotional.
A hug, an intimate one, a tight one.
From someone you like.
Of love or of mum.
I am more than impressed. Instantly in love.
Where the regular version captures the walk in the fresh, springtime colorful park, but was too fresh and bright for me,
the Intense version is the evening cuddling by the fireplace. More warmth, less tangy. More elegant, not so cheeky.
More beautiful instead of more modern.
More intentional than accidental.
Sort of.
That time, which was actually once again
was bad, that showed me what I could change, also made me see things that need to stay that way because they are good the way they are.
Which people are rightly with me, in my life, my heart and in my memories.
This time has also proven to me again what a fragrance can do. I don't want to talk about power but when my emotional world is manipulated one way or the other, I am amazed and in this case also grateful.
These few sprays have done me good.
Changed my mood.
Made me feel embraced.
Made the moment better.
Yet it's just a fragrance... yes, it's that simple in the end.
Of course, it went straight to me and when Cinema has gone, Libre Intense will stay for a long time.
I hope so.
Ok? - and woe is me if he doesn't, Mr Laurent.
We were all in it, after all, and yes, it affected us all.
My life, my routine away from work consisted of movies on Wednesdays, going out to eat on Fridays, drinking coffee, cooking together and the gym.
Week in, week out. Stuck days. Everyday life.
And then there I sat, mid-March, and the routine ended. Suddenly.
Like in a book or a movie.
The world stood still.
People full of fear and worry, even more than usual.
I heard and read of terrible fates.
Uncertainty.
But also from the other side.
Of great stories. People who found themselves again.
Of dolphins in Venice. Clubhouse. Nature.
Together... somehow. All together.
For a moment at least.
And I was home.
A little bit alone. A little bit lonely.
Just me and Wauwau.
Went through cupboards, drawers and compartments.
Found mostly more than I wanted, including samples of scents from the last few years.
Oh, something new from the designer.
That can go.
Have I but for years nothing more found what I liked so that it would have gotten more attention with me.
Comes in the box at the family and friends may help themselves.
Not at all. Come on, once still try.
Libre by Yves Saint Laurent.
From the house I always kind of liked everything.
And Cinema sort of runs in my veins.
Libre, however, had not pleased me "then" when testing, "outside".
So incidentally quickly sprayed on the forearm.
Intense.
This small addition I have actually overread.
And if Libre Intense were a light, it would have blinded me at that moment like a spotlight in the dark of night.
What is that?
So warm.
So peaceful.
So beautiful it almost hurts?
So many memories without knowing each other? Like the best borrowed from different Guerlains I love.
So Emotional.
A hug, an intimate one, a tight one.
From someone you like.
Of love or of mum.
I am more than impressed. Instantly in love.
Where the regular version captures the walk in the fresh, springtime colorful park, but was too fresh and bright for me,
the Intense version is the evening cuddling by the fireplace. More warmth, less tangy. More elegant, not so cheeky.
More beautiful instead of more modern.
More intentional than accidental.
Sort of.
That time, which was actually once again
was bad, that showed me what I could change, also made me see things that need to stay that way because they are good the way they are.
Which people are rightly with me, in my life, my heart and in my memories.
This time has also proven to me again what a fragrance can do. I don't want to talk about power but when my emotional world is manipulated one way or the other, I am amazed and in this case also grateful.
These few sprays have done me good.
Changed my mood.
Made me feel embraced.
Made the moment better.
Yet it's just a fragrance... yes, it's that simple in the end.
Of course, it went straight to me and when Cinema has gone, Libre Intense will stay for a long time.
I hope so.
Ok? - and woe is me if he doesn't, Mr Laurent.
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