A perfume, some combination of roses
and oranges and limes andmusk, hovered
in the air like a mist, a haze. So there she
lay, propped up by layers of lace-edged
pillows, her eyes liquid with life, with
kindness, with malice
Truman Capote

In a few words

Perfume is emotion.
A liquid one that gets ethereal.
Perfume is memory.
Fruit of its creator’s own experience,
it gathers the experiences of each person who wears it.
Perfume is art.
Born out of a moment’s inspiration,
yet needing precise technical skill to help it speak.
Perfume is an encounter.
Diverse sensibilities and experiences
bound together by the invisible thread of memory.

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