Legendary perfumer Edmond Roudnitska once said, “A beautiful perfume is one that gives us a shock”. That was my initial impression when I happened upon the bottle of YS-UZAC’s Sacre du Printemps I found at the November Perfume Lovers London event.
Photo courtesy of YS-UZAC
Photo from The Women’s Room Blog
6:30 AM. Torn from my sleep by the audacious din of the alarm. Luckily a steaming cup of coffee has been left on the bedside table to lure me out of my duvet cocoon. I had a very early pre-assessment for surgery appointment at a hospital, which I suppose is nothing anyone really looks forward to. Hospitals, in my experience, have always struck me as such odd, peculiar places. Places that are meant to be havens of health and recovery that to me feel a bit tarnished in a faint essence of miasma that despite the overpowering, clinically sanitary smell of over-scrubbing with an army of cleansers and chemicals designed to seek out and burn away bacteria like some sort of molecular level Inquisition never seems to dissipate entirely. And despite the makeshift decorations and pitiable little plants, although trying their best, there is often times little cheer to be brought to such places.
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