We Frenchies do like our perfume. After all, in the olden days, we didn’t wash, we just kept on layering on the smells! Fortunately now, we do have functioning plumbing and hot water, but perfume is still something most of us enjoy putting on every day. I have friends who will go back home to put on perfume if they realise they have left the house without it! It is really a nice habit, especially as we have the tendancy to kiss each other on both cheeks everyday, so you start to associate a person with their scent.
I was given my first bottle of perfume at the age of 8. It was this great 1980’s perfume by Nina Ricci called Fleur de Fleur and I loved it. I felt sooo grown up. So it comes as no surprise to me that Coco and Violette have several times sneeked into my room and dosed themselves with my perfume to such an extent that our flat smells like a brothel! Since then I have been trying to teach them the art of small doses. The girls now have their own perfume by the wonderful children’s clothes label, Marie Puce, that we spritz on in small doses. It is discrete, unpretentious and has a lovely fresh, citrus smell. A nice introduction to a charming ritual.
What about you? Do you remember what your first perfume was?