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When the firmament chews gum
Sweet 19 I was when I first encountered this perfume in the drugstore. I was drawn to the beautiful bottle, which I turned in my hands for a long time and marveled at it. Deep dark blue glass with sun, moon and stars. The gold matte-glossy lid gave it that oriental magic. I wanted that one. I went by the logic of "If the bottle is pretty, then the fragrance can only be good!" At the time, the 100 ml was almost free. Several bottles I emptied.
At the time, I wore almost waist-length, light blond hair, thickened with what felt like two kilos of extensions, the natural summer tan further enhanced by self-tanner. Golden cowboy boots, golden chintzy accessories and a golden leather jacket. Stand out at any cost. "More is more", according to this belief, I also bathed in the contents of the beautiful flacon, the fragrance that announced me already 15 km in advance and kept uninvited guests at a distance.
So I strolled through Milan on a weekend trip. How proud I was to travel to the city of fashion and do some Windowshopping at the designer shops. Moreover, I marveled at how the real designer pieces punctuated their elegance with a certain minimalism that I didn't appreciate at the time. Old photos still remind me of that time and what perfume accompanied me there.
(I apologize at this point to the Italian city of fashion if it needs to air through to this day after my visit. My friends have already forgiven me.)
What immediately intrigued me about this perfume was the intense floral rush with a bubblegum note in the head and heart that I can't really place. There are one or two manufacturers who "tried" to copy the fragrance, however, I miss that bubblegum there that makes it so unique. Orchid, rose, jasmine, orange blossom. Pleasant sweetness. I can't define the fruits listed. It seems clear and coherent, despite the loud floral concert. The recognition value makes it an exotic. The sillage is room filling and strong. The scent lingers on clothes for several days after application. For an eau de toilette sensational.
Becoming an adult also has its advantages. One becomes more mature and is more responsible with his perfume dosage and the attentiveness in this regard to the fellow. I have understood that less can be more.
Despite the super duper drugstore offerings, I eventually got sick of my former signature scent because my nose didn't notice it myself. My surroundings breathed a grateful sigh of relief.
When I noticed that it had already been discontinued, I was overcome with melancholy and had to hunt again to test whether I still liked it. An opened 30 ml bottle was already traded at an outrageous price. It overcame me a regret, how wasteful I have dealt with the valuable Wässerchen at that time.
When I held this 30 ml bottle in my hands and sprayed it on, the old love sparked to new fire. Yes, I still love it, or rather love it again. The break did us good.
I'm older, realized that the battle against natural paleness cannot be won with self-tanner and excessive sunbathing. I quietly said thank you goodbye to opulent accessories and hair extensions years ago.
Sun Moon Stars, however, has remained timeless and beautiful. And still adapts today to new circumstances.
One spray is enough. It carries me on a balmy summer night in the distant fairy tale flowerland in the Orient, where the sun, moon and stars at night, -when everyone is asleep- make a betting game. I sway in the firmament in my golden cowboy boots and try to win the bet for the biggest bubble gum bubble until dawn.
Thank you to my favorite perfumer, Sophia Grojsman, for this unique gift to all who appreciate this treasure.
P.S. Grojsmann's Diamonds and Rubies by Eliszabeth Taylor comes pretty close to this scent, but here the gum has been swapped for lipstick