Thursday, August 4, 2011

Perfume In The Nick Of Time

Finally, a second bottle of Rose Essentielle by Bvlgari is on its way.  In the last ten years, I have re-purchased only one perfume, Un Jardin en Mediterranee.

Until now.

Yesterday, I was debating whether or not to complete the order (Rose Essentielle has been loitering in my online shopping cart for a week), even though I have been wearing it constantly. 

Honestly, I dithered, wondering whether or not ordering a second bottle will mark the end of my loving it.  B-man has all sorts of examples of exactly this, particularly where food is involved.

Him: 'Hey, I got more of that granola you love.'

Me, two days later: 'Oh, I'm tired of that now.'

Seriously, living with me is tons of fun.

But then, this morning, as I'm walking through the hospital, a man passes me, stops, and comes back to ask, 'what is that perfume?'  

I tell him.  

'It's wonderful,' he says.

Nothing like a 'praise me' moment to end my procrastination.

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  1. It's funny how those little random compliments from complete strangers can make you love your well-loved perfumes even more.

  2. I got two compliments, of the "you smell really nice," variety, today on my SOTD - Black Orchid Voile de Fleur, which I love and which I thought might make a good antidote to the sweat-and-sunscreen smell of band camp, where I've been chaperoning this week.

    I love it juuuuust that little bit more now, too.

  3. Hi Carrie - you're so right, that outside validation is such a pleasure. In fact, that's what sillage is all about...making the space more enjoyable for everyone.

  4. Muse, I've never tried BOVdF, but I can, however, imagine the smell of band camp. While my love of perfume exists primarily for me, it does make me twirly when my perfume stops someone in their tracks and I receive a random compliment. Hard to beat.

    Happy chaperoning!



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