The woman's ecstasy charm

A woman like me must be in the minority - there are countless perfume bottles in her home.

Not wearing a beloved perfume will never go out, but it's always in a fragrance-filled perfume shop.

Enchanted with Weibo, bought another bottle of perfume...

Actually, what we love is not perfume but the feeling of being surrounded by different fragrances.

- That kind of being pampered, pampered, dreamlike, like love.

The first time I used perfume, I was 16 years old.

At that time, I was a crushing boy in my secret love. I always wore a cool white T-shirt and rolled my sleeves over my shoulders when it was hot. I like the way he is silent, but it reveals a pride of arrogance. How can I let him notice me?

In the summer vacation, I read the biography of Cleopatra. I don't remember anything else. There is only one detail that I will never forget: In order to seduce men, Cleopatra bathed her with a liquid rose, in bed, on a sail. Spilled with perfume, and in this flavor, the men fell in love with her.

It turned out that those beautiful liquids actually have such a magical power—you can get love without effort!

I began to imagine this scenario: I was passing by him on the road, he smelled the fragrant fragrance of my flowers, so he turned back and stared at my back...

I secretly took out the perfume my mother used to sprinkle on her body. At first, it was a bit pungent, but it soon became a wonderfully elegant and wonderful taste. I was spinning in the room, and for a moment, I had become Cleopatra, who had just walked out of the flower-bathing bath. My body exudes the faint scent of flowers, and my palace was filled with intoxicating intensity. Thick ......

With the joy and expectation of the gods, I walked into the classroom, passed him slowly and gracefully, and looked back at him secretly. His expression is obviously a bit confused: Hold his head and stare blankly. Ah, is he confused for my aroma?

Then, I heard him say: "Strange, what taste?"

I suddenly noticed that many people were hunching and searching as they were frowning. When they finally put so strange eyes on me, I could not wait to drill down to the desk.

However, my nightmare did not end there.

On that day, when I sneaked into the house along the wall roots, the sullen mother stood behind the door. “Your head teacher just called me...”

After that, my first date with the perfume, and my first love — because of shame and anger, he became the last person I didn’t want to see the next day.

I vowed never to touch those "fairy bottles." But in a few years, when the girls around us sprinkled perfumes, my determination began to shake - what a good smell! There are magical powers that allow the most ordinary girl to come to light.

When I first came to Paris and walked into the big perfume shop in Champs-Elysees, my vows finally vanished.

The glass counters, which are divided into one frame and one frame, each have a delicate crystal spotlight. Under the lights, those tiny bottles are so reserved and so exquisite that they exude a fantastic and beautiful luster.

I stared at them, unable to move, unable to speak. Isn't each one of these vials holding an elf of desire? Or is it simply that I'm dreaming? Otherwise, in the world, how could such a beautiful thing be full of temptation and crazy?

I do not know why, my heart suddenly filled with dreamy happiness, those lingering fragrances that linger on my nose is an incredible miracle, even the smiling female clerk looks like angels are beautiful and elegant - every day and these magical Fragrant.