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You were my first Chanel and to you I come back again and again.
I've been looking for a replacement for a long time, but whenever it runs to the end a new bottle is unpacked. It started with 50ml, then came 100ml and of course the 150ml have already been made empty.
You are my daily companion and have always given me the necessary self-confidence when it came to it. Oral Abitur, exams at university, job interviews and assessment centers. I trust you, your charisma and attraction. First and foremost, you could say you're fresh and clean. A little playful and creative, but certainly not the one who shouts: look here, I'm playful and creative. Loud sounds aren't your thing anyway. There are extroverts with extroverted scents. And then there's you, the introvert. You don't want to be the center of attention, but when you talk, everyone still listens to you because your words are relevant. A fragrance with a hand and a foot, so to speak. With character. You also stand out in a crowd, but not to everyone. Which doesn't mean you're irrelevant or even stuffy. One must come closer to you to perceive and grasp you completely.
No Aventus full gold Rolex. No Paco Rabanne Hublot. You are the Chanel Jaeger-LeCoultre. Connoisseurs respect you, wearers appreciate you. You have style, but of course you would never say that about yourself. Because you know what it means to have style.

I got to know you through my first real girlfriend. You were a gift that enriched my life. And I remember exactly the words of my girlfriend, when we were in a large perfumery chain and I tested in the Chanel display your brother Allure Homme Sport: "The saleswoman said that was currently very popular with young men, but I thought the normal has better suited to you". That's right.
I really appreciate your family, and I'm actually quite happy that your blonde sister and extreme-water-sports-enthusiast brother are the center of attention. Because that way, you'll always be my big love that isn't stuck on every other one in the pedestrian zone.

PS: Not like my ex-girlfriend, but thank you at this point for the generous gift and this great often overlooked perfume.

I get up without an alarm clock, the sun is shining and it's Saturday
I spray me the Chanel on and notice how my already good mood lifts again.
With the pleasant and light creamy-powdery freshness in the nose I go to do the last errands of the week.

I smile, everyone smiles, after all, today is a sunny Saturday.
I drive back home and with the knowledge that the day brings nothing bad I spray me the Chanel a second time. Again go to the baker because somehow I have today desire on a lemon tart.
Pair times Nachsprühen and enjoy the tart in the garden. Life can be so easy.
In the early afternoon, turn on the grill. Just in time for the start of the Bundesliga conference I spray again sporty after.
It will not be a big barbecue, only a good friend comes.
Barbecue, sun, football, two to three beers and no stress. Before the evening game again re-spray. The sun slowly disappears, the friend says goodbye. Briefly tidy everything together, then a summer evening shower. Three to four good night splashes.
The perfect day comes to an end just like my 150ml bottle of Chanel.