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There is always a difference between fragrances you receive – which says a lot about what people think you are and therefore like, or worse, what they think you should be or smell like – and fragrances you buy for yourself. It’s not only a matter of personal taste, but a sensory conveyance of who you are, what you’re feeling, or where you want to be. It is so gauche to wear a fragrance loud enough to announce to the world that you are able to buy and smell like Chanel, when you’re a teenager wearing Havianas and a belly baring tshirt. Saying that it’s wrong isn’t quite right – more like the contradiction is hilarious. But if personal and done right, no one is there to judge you except for yourself. Fragrances should leave a trail that whispers your presence when you walk by. Or a secret that you keep to yourself.

With that said, I am sitting in an air conditioned office, with stale air circulating and staring out the window at the ominous grey clouds threatening to spoil my weekend. I am wearing something cruise inspired – dark wash jeans, open toed Anne Klein ivory kitten heels and a ruffled shirt. I should be wearing something from Estee Lauder, Dior, Marc Jacobs, Chanel….

Instead.. I am wearing JLo’s Miami Glow.

It’s faint enough to not breach our workplace’s Health and Safety rules on fragranced products, but just enough for me to catch a whiff now and then, and transport me to anywhere else but here.

“Eat breakfast like a king,
lunch like a princess
and dinner like a pauper.”

pg querelleI was introduced to Querelle by Naz at The Perfume Shoppe. She had previously introduced me to the Serge Lutens and PG (Parfumerie Generale) lines and I have been hooked ever since. She has an uncanny ability to find what you would like and most importantly, what would smell gorgeous on you. I went in there on a cold and bitter January day, looking for a pick-me-up, and because I wasn’t feeling the scents I had. SL’s Un Bois Vanille and PG’s Brulure de Rose were perfect for the time I bought them; Un Bois Vanille was perfect for a cold but sunny fall day, and Brulure de Rose was femininity in a starched white shirt. Alas, none suited the cold and bleak January days. My scent for the day highly depends on the weather… everything depends on the weather. Where I go (if not work), what I wear, my makeup palette, my jewelry, and lastly my scent all starts from the weather. I need to know the current and forecasted temperatures, percentage of rain, and when the sun is going to break… but as confirmation, I usually just look outside. Sure most people can’t dress without a mirror, but I can’t do anything without looking outside.

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