I hate perfume.
Perfume is too often an ethereal corset trapping everyone in the
same unnatural shape
A lazy and inelegant concession to fashionable ego
Too often a substitute for true allure and style
An opaque shell concealing everything – revealing nothing
A childish masque hiding the timid and unimaginative
An arrogant slap in the face from across the room
People who smell like everyone else disgust me
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Perfume is a veil that reveals
the soul
Perfume is the fanfare of our individuality sounding differently to
everyone who listens
Perfume is a signpost to our true selves – a different journey
for the brave to travel
Perfume is the weather of our inner world bringing life to a personal
landscape
Perfume is an art that shows us who we can be if we dare – an
invisible portrait of who we are
Perfume is discovered fully only by our lovers when we are together
- naked
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I encourage you to be yourself,
expand yourself and please yourself
Allow yourself the luxury
of your own vision
Perfume is an adventure
I encourage you to explore
I love making perfume
I love being a perfumer
