|"Some of us are born with It."|
-- Luca Turin, "The Secret of Scent"
Growing up, my sister and I always knew when my aunt was going out; her departure was invariably marked by whiffs of her perfume wafting up to our bedroom.
I can never see a bottle of Clinique "Happy" without thinking of my aunt.
The original Estee Lauder "Pleasures" invokes memories of high school morning assemblies as I tick off my best friend for wearing too much perfume.
"One spray is enough. You don't need five."
My mother's favourite fragrance was the old Chanel No. 5 formula. Someone gave her a bottle on her wedding day which my sister broke a few years later -- a deed which my mother still feels like spanking her for.
We remember the fragrance as being much more mature, spicier and richer. The current No. 5 is vastly inferior to the old formula.
A long discontinued Armani perfume was my sister's favourite until she hugged and kissed me good luck before a PMR exam. I had to sniffle and weep my way through the paper as I am allergic to Armani perfumes. The invigilator must have thought that I had cracked under pressure.
Some perfumes are so strongly associated with people I dislike that I refuse to touch them (both the persons and perfume) with a 10 feet pole.
I don't have a signature fragrance. FlowerbyKenzo has been a staple favourite of mine for a long time but I don't use it often enough for it to be associated with me.
Do you have a signature fragrance?