During our recent vacation in Tuscany we managed to spend a whole day in Florence. We parked the car up on the Piazzale Michelangelo and were greeted with the most stunning view of the city right beneath us. The breathtaking panoramic view took the words right out of our mouths and we just lingered on the square for the longest time digesting the view. Even the kids were mesmerized for a while.
I could write a bit about the city’s historical value and its beauty, but I have decided to let the pictures speak for themselves.
In no way was I looking for any perfumeries in Florence. With that many family members in tow, it was just not conducive to go searching and sniffing. After we all finished lunch in the square of the Palazzo Vecchio we miraculously split up to discover certain parts of the city that were of interest to us. Before going off on her own merry way, my mother dragged me right out of the restaurant into a store next door telling me along the way that this store would be right up my alley. I was thinking shoes, scarves, gosh anything but what it turned out to be.
My mother took me directly to the store of i Profumi di Firenze at the Palazzo Vecchio. The store front window is not very telling of what is about to come and if I had no idea about perfume I would have most certainly missed it. Mom was right – it is a store much to my liking!
Now, going back to my little knowledge of the perfume company I quickly remembered reading Neil’s hilarious take on testing his neighbours purchases from i Profumi di Firenze. I quickly sought out his famed Vaniglia del Madagascar and put some on my wrist. But I tried the concentrated oil and it initially reminded me of another vanilla perfume that I have Il Profumo – Vanille Bourbon Osmo Absolu and so I dismissed it. I tried several of their offerings and came away with three beautiful perfumes (their prices are so reasonable that I could easily justify picking up three!).
The problem came up the next morning. I should have paid closer attention to Neil’s review and picked up a bottle! Now, I have to go back and get one. Wow! What a delicious vanilla perfume that turned out to be. I will probably buy the cologne and not the oil just so that I can get to that yumminess sooner. I am kicking myself still and wishing that I would have just paid the €15 for the oil when it was in my hand. Darn it.
I’ll leave you with a few shots of Florence…
Editor’s Note: Thank you for these gorgous images, Sandra. And as if Neil didn’t have me lusting after the I Profumi di Firenze already, your description sends me over the edge into hunting mode… It’s a good thing I’m at least in the right country at the moment.