posted on Apr, 4 2008 @ 09:55 PM
I don't want to creep you out, this aint meant to be morbid it really isnt ...
But my Mum's favourite was Givenchy III ... and when she died we had to break up her house, we obviously kept her very personal things like her
jewellry, her favourite ornaments, photos etc ... but we also kept her bottle of Givenchy III.
She loved that perfume, thought it was really classy in an ever so sophisticated way. Ha. My Mum. "Mrs Harris Goes To Paris", that was my Mum, not a
penny to rub together for herself all the years she was bringing us up. But she always had a bottle of Givenchy III.
And now today for me it's positively eery, the scent of it ... it's almost like Mum is still in the room. Our sense of smell is hugely powerful ...
anytime that bottle is brought out I'm instantly 20 years old again and Mum's still with us. It's really strange. And comforting too, in a way, ya