Do you have phases when you just don’t want to smell anything?
When you have enough of new things?
When all you crave is something tried and true? Familiar and loved?
Are you always in the mood for perfume?
Or are there times when the passion flags and the exitement is missing?
There are times when I want to go slow. When all I need is selecting a perfume in the morning and one at night and that is that. No testing, no trying new things, no sniffing at perfume stores.
Admittedly I go though such a phase now for the first time since I am blogging, and thankfully regular service is not yet compromised, because in phases of high productivity, I write a lot and save those posts like a good little squirrel stashing away some nuts for hard times. Times are not exactly hard though. I quite enjoy this slower pace for now, slowly enjoying perfume. Savoring it.
Mona di Orio’s death somehow shook me out of my usual routine, I find myself wanting and needing some time to breathe these days. Not pushing myself, but sitting back and smelling the roses as they say, or in my case, it is more likely to be amber I smell.
How about you?