Saturday, March 23, 2013
Who Do You Wear Perfume For?
If asked this question, I would say that I wear it for my own enjoyment and pleasure. This would only be partially true, but I'd say it anyway. Otherwise, my perfume collection would seem even weirder than it does now.
The truth is that I wear perfume for myself, but also to claim space in the world, and hopefully to cause enjoyment for others. Especially B-man. Every morning, as soon as I'm out of the shower, I put on my selected perfume for the day so that I can twirl through the house, gathering my work stuff on the kitchen counter while B-man is walking Paige. This ensures that he will catch a whiff of my perfume the minute he walks through the door.
When he notices and loves the way I smell, my opinion of any perfume rises much higher than it might otherwise, left to my own fickle nose (sorry, Daphne). And if I wear a perfume that he doesn't notice right away, or doesn't particularly like (Habanita comes to mind), it's pretty much off my list. Except for those perfumes that I love, and know he will love eventually if I just keep wearing them. Think about it. I love the perfume + B-man loves me + wear him down over time = we both love the perfume. But this approach can backfire, too. For example, I lured B-man into loving Sisley's Eau du Soir when I loved it and he didn't. Now he loves it and I don't.
Okay, now here's the whole truth. While I count on B-man's feedback and attention around perfume, if others compliment the same perfume, at work or elsewhere, I love it even more. In fact, my goal is to stop people in their tracks with my perfume of the day and stun them into speechlessness with its beauty. Seems reasonable to me.
But wait - that does not mean I will wear perfume that I don't like just because someone else might like it. Take Paloma Picasso, for example. I cannot imagine any event for which I want to smell like a horse. Or Belle en Rykiel. Or the cinnamon-laced monster of Agent Provocateur L'Agent. Even if I got tons of compliments. Not gonna happen. Just sayin'.
So yes, I wear perfume for me first, and I hope others find it pleasant, too. But, I must admit, no validation is as satisfying as hearing B-man's, 'Ahhh,' as he and Paige walk back into the house. Perfume is a love we have come to share, and his enjoyment of my little habit makes it much more fun. Whatever perfume captures his nose will likely become one of my favorites, too.
Who do you wear perfume for?
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Posted by Josephine at 9:21 AM