Some thirty years ago, I searched for a signature fragrance. My mother wore Chanel No. 5. I wanted something more modern, subtle. I tried Ungaro, Issey Miyake, Creed (the scent of Jackie O and Princess Grace). All seemed too strong for me. I smelled something wonderful on a friend and inquired what she wore. Of course, perfume interacts with one’s body chemistry individually, yet I tried her brand.
Carolina Herrera Parfum is described as “lively blends of apricot, orange blossom, Brazilian Rosewood, bergamot and crisp green notes to exude mystery and intrigue; accentuate feminine appeal”…sophistication.
I would feel naked without it.
#RetroFlash; 100 words
