27/09/2009
“A field of untouched new fallen snow, hand-knit woolen mittens covered with frost, a hint of frozen forest & sleeping earth.”
Winter 1972 by CB: I Hate Perfume is a perfume on a serious Süskind-tip, hitting notes rarely found in mainstream fragrances. I can only imagine what olfactory worlds their other works, like Memory of Kindness (tomato vines!) and At the Beach 1966 (wet sand!), can conjure up.
Photo posted at 02:21
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