Equipped with a comparatively blunt nose, and lacking any real knowledge of, and vocabulary to describe something as subjective and elusive as fragrance – what’s a girl to do? Drifting about in a storming Sea of Scents, I clamored for the nearest point of safety – which for me was color. Here is my first attempt at a fragrance review ever – seen through Kodachrome lenses!
The lilies have faded, and I have had time to ponder how to write anything about fragrance.
I have the same intimidations about the world of perfume that others have about the world of color. Both highly subjective, each likely has as many interpreters as there are people on this Earth.
Interestingly, I learned that what sets scents apart from all others is that our olfactory sense is hardwired directly into our hypothalamus, making it one step closer to instinctive than all the other senses. Every other sensory request is routed through, and processed by the thalamus first. How about that for sensory hierarchy? In essence, all other clues and notions play second fiddle to the power of scent – which is probably why fragrances reign supreme in their ability provoke mind-altering time travel! I imagine this…
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