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A green heart's desire
I sat in the waiting room of the physiotherapy and leafed bored through a magazine. I was maybe 10 years old. I discovered a sample of Tendre Poison on a slightly thicker page. One of these with a peelable aluminium foil, behind which a cellulose-like piece soaked in perfume was hiding something.
I kind of liked it
But especially my grandmother liked it, because of whom I was sitting in the waiting room at all.
She was completely blown away, if I'm honest
Not a week later, there was a little green bottle in her bathroom. Expensive for the taste of my grandmother, who has never spent so much on a fragrance since then. This speaks more than anything for the magical, fascinating aura that this fragrance exuded for her.
Today there are many different variations of Dior's Poison. None of them has ever reached Tendre. I am now 30 years old and have been looking for an affordable bottle to give my grandma the pleasure of this unique aroma once again.
More than 100€ for 30ml may be justified, because the production of this one special Posion has been stopped in the meantime, but this gift and my grandmother's heart's desire to own Tendre Poison once again remains unattainable for me. Not to mention the fact that you can't know whether a fragrance that has become so old hasn't long since been discarded, once you buy it privately.
I can remember that smell from that day was my grandmother's. She always smelled of it. To me it was the smell of security, care and a warm home. Do you know it? Do you remember less of a certain situation than of a smell a person has? You associate this scent with experiences or a period of your life - I associate Tendre Poison with my visits to my grandparents and the special, heartfelt and loving atmosphere, which will never be the same again.
This scent will not change that either, but it awakens memories, feelings.
I was carefree, free and my problems were kids' stuff. I lay on meadows in the sun, played with friends in the mud and from the balcony my grandmother waved to us.
I've never known a bigger heart
I kind of liked it
But especially my grandmother liked it, because of whom I was sitting in the waiting room at all.
She was completely blown away, if I'm honest
Not a week later, there was a little green bottle in her bathroom. Expensive for the taste of my grandmother, who has never spent so much on a fragrance since then. This speaks more than anything for the magical, fascinating aura that this fragrance exuded for her.
Today there are many different variations of Dior's Poison. None of them has ever reached Tendre. I am now 30 years old and have been looking for an affordable bottle to give my grandma the pleasure of this unique aroma once again.
More than 100€ for 30ml may be justified, because the production of this one special Posion has been stopped in the meantime, but this gift and my grandmother's heart's desire to own Tendre Poison once again remains unattainable for me. Not to mention the fact that you can't know whether a fragrance that has become so old hasn't long since been discarded, once you buy it privately.
I can remember that smell from that day was my grandmother's. She always smelled of it. To me it was the smell of security, care and a warm home. Do you know it? Do you remember less of a certain situation than of a smell a person has? You associate this scent with experiences or a period of your life - I associate Tendre Poison with my visits to my grandparents and the special, heartfelt and loving atmosphere, which will never be the same again.
This scent will not change that either, but it awakens memories, feelings.
I was carefree, free and my problems were kids' stuff. I lay on meadows in the sun, played with friends in the mud and from the balcony my grandmother waved to us.
I've never known a bigger heart
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