Giving my nose a much needed break from perfume never crossed my mind. For as long as I can remember I have worn perfume at some point in time during the day or night. The only obvious exception was when I was down and sick. That’s it.
Naturally in preparing for my most recent vacation I had it in the back of my mind to sort out my samples and decants with which I wanted to play. Well, blame it on stress or early onset dementia, time flew by and as I prepared for the trip and packed I had the intention of sorting as a last minute fun activity but never got around to it.
Saturday morning rolled around and we had to pack the car for the drive to the mountains. Great, anticipating a relaxing sunny vacation packed with adventure we climbed into the car – suitcases and bags busting out of every corner. The Norwegian had to stay behind as he was given a short deadline for a major project. This ended up being the first time in years where I was going on vacation alone with my parents and my son and I was looking forward to spending quality time with them – away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
Two hours into the drive I realised that I was not scented for the day! No problem – right? When we arrived at our destination I carried all the bags and suitcases up to the flat and eagerly took out my cosmetics case fully expecting to find my samples or decants.
I forgot! Not one sample or decant! My mom was beside herself and could not stop laughing. Of all people – I forgot. Not all was lost she assured me. Mom had of course packed all of the samples and decants that I gave her. So if I needed to I could have a nice stash to chose from.
A funny thing happened though. We opened up the windows in the rented apartment and as I breathed in the fresh mountain air I forgot all about my supposed dilemna. Morning came and I still was not interested in perfume.
What struck me most was that I was enjoying the smell of the fields being fertilized. Sunshine on the first day enabled us to drive higher up and to take a cablecar up the mountain. Everything smelled different and I was basking in the ‚natural’ smells that I was encountering. As I said, fertilizer, but also the grass after being warmed up by the morning sun let the morning dew steam off and it was so refreshing. Buttercups on top of the mountain did not smell, but drew me down to the ground to play with my son and I imagined them giving off a velvety honeyed aroma. Mountain water so clear and cold mesmerized all of us.
The second day of our vacation saw rain, and oh how it rained. But there is something magical about being in the mountains with fog and clouds kissing the mountains and coming down to the valley, hiding the natural dramatic beauty underneathe. Rain drenched grass and trees also have a beautiful smell.
I am such a city girl and I wish sometimes that I wasn’t. Many of you will wonder what I am rambling on about. But as a city girl this was an awakening of sorts. When ever I have been out in nature – Norway for instance – I still wore perfume. Maybe from now on I will choose to forget my perfumes at home when I go on a vacation where a lot of outdoor nature activities are called for.
I was taught a valuable lesson. I do not need to wear perfume and I certainly do not need to panic when I forget to bring some along. In fact, my nose was grateful for the two week break. Not only was I able to enjoy my vacation in a whole new level, but when I came home I was able to smell my perfumes with a fresh and relaxed nose.
Has anything like this ever happened to you? Can you relate?