As long as I can remember, even as a young lad of nine I was interested in anything that appealed to my sense of smell. There was a time when I was allergic to perfumes and sprays that were too complex in composition. Why, I even developed asthma from sniffing molecules from a Nike deodorant- by which I am very much repulsed even to this day! As it turned out, whether by the whims of fate or my own inner will, my interest in the sins of the olfactory world could not the subdued and I eventually continued to indulge myself in different kinds of deodorants for the time being.
My first break through with perfumes came after my sister bought me an eau de toilette from Dubai. It was a modest Tommy Hilfiger est. 1985 EDT. At that point i did not give much thought to it. I was just another teenager busy chasing girls of my age and giving too much attention to my appearance to actually develop a keen interest in fragrances.
I once again developed an interest in fragrances when I was on a trip to the United Kingdom. I purchased a new fragrance because my Tommy Hilfiger was spent. There was a lot to choose from in The House of Fraser, but I chose Azzaro Chrome. I had two reasons for this: It was cheap and within my budget(London had soaked my money sac dry) and because the scent immediately appealed to my delicate sense of smell. It was neither too overwhelming to drive people away, nor too weak to go unnoticed. When I returned to my homeland, I began to appreciate the true value of fragrances. Azzaro Chrome is ideal for the hot weather and in the summers, temperatures in my city can soar up to 42°C.I got into a habit of noticing my fragrance and even received a few compliments from peers. More than that, the citrus notes strongly made me nostalgic of my trip to the UK. My interest in fragrances piqued and I found myself closely surrounded by acquaintances who had an equal interest in them.
At a friend’s place, I was introduced to a variety of fragrances that opened up a treasure chest of delicacies pour mon sinful nez. That’s when I sniffed the timeless and seducing fragrance by Guy Laroche– the Drakkar Noir. Henceforth, whence I thought of fragrances, my mind was drawn to Drakkar Noir at all times. I began to research upon various fragrances. I discovered that I preferred Woody notes for cold weather and Aquatic and Citrus notes to beat the heat. And so I bought my third fragrance around June 2013- Davidoff Cool Water.
It is a cliched fragrance, no doubt about it. At first I was in love with it, even considered it to be the Fat Boy in my arsenal of fragrances. But I was wrong, and I purchased Drakkar Noir not more than a month later.
For the time being, my sins were rested and my pockets spent and I was enjoying the cozy notes emanating from the Drakkar Noir. Then, I made a close friend who was equally fond of fragrances. I was introduced to top Fashion Houses such as Issey Miyake and Thierry Mugler. By then, I had developed a way to sort out the fragrances available in the market according to me forte of interest. My eyes locked onto Jean Paul Gaultier Le Male.
It appealed to me because it was said to last for long periods of time and was universally appealing. It was a blind buy from an online store, and to my surprise my exploit did not go in vain. To date, it remains as one of the most powerful fragrances I have smelled; powerful to such an extent that my clothes retained the dry down scent a week after putting it on! And incredibly pleasant dry down at that too! Ideal for the cold climate only, the bottle remains fairly untouched.
Fragrances now hold a special meaning to me. Whenever I sniff my Chrome or my Drakkar Noir, I feel myself transported to a different time, when the world was fair and there lived noble kings; when the air was pure and fresh to breathe and the wild lands and the woodlands were untouched and safe from the fires of industry and progress. The continuous vibes throughout the day kept me fresh and uplifted my usually solemn mood.
I am a die hard fan of Lord of The Rings, to an extent that watching the movies or reading the books inspires me. Once, I sprayed a little bit of my Drakkar Noir into my book and I continued reading. I don’t know why, but the experience was enhanced to such an extent that I usually do this whenever I read my books now. It felt like I am smelling the air smelt by Master Baggins as he set out from Bag End towards the Lonely Mountain, ready for some adventure. I feel like a sturdy dwarf ready to take on a hoard of orcs and face even the mighty and stupendous dragon, Smaug . I’d be toast before I know it, but that’s a different story.
I have developed a keen interest in fragrances, something that I feel will not go amiss for a very long time. Our sense of smell is something astoundingly powerful and diverse. No harm in treating it to something nice once in a while, especially if it affects you positively, is there?