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The idea begins to trickle in, its essence pools between the eyes, creases of the forehead evening out with clarity and a growing inner smil...
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The more I make perfume, the less of it I seem to habitually wear.
Firstly, because it's a professional prerequisite to keep scent free on days tha...
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A dream is a dream because it exists in another state; a state of mind where thoughts are allowed to run away with themselves to far fetched locat...
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To call a place home suggests it is a sanctuary of sorts. Often, but not always, it is where we go to sleep each night. There may be other places i...
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Dreamily adrift with ideas of setting my soul a-flow in Bali, between yoga classes, with no plans beyond this practice, I had somehow glazed over t...
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There's a spot just before the stairwell leading up to the yoga studio, where the smell of incense begins to haze out the stagnating aroma of fish ...
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The smell of heat is not the same as the scent of summer. Heat is a summer condition.
The smell memories triggered by thoughts of summer are of cu...
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How do you see the world? The question is broad enough to elicit an assortment of answers, from the purely visual to philosophical in nature. We ea...
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I'd been contemplating a hand wash for a while, wondering whether it was necessary to introduce one to the M & M product range, considering wha...
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THE CONCEPT OF SPACE CLEARING
A wand of dried flowers and herbs tied together with cotton string - a fairly simple arrangement, used to accompany ...
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Sometimes a fragrance story is inspired by a material before an idea. I fell in love with mimosa while I was in Paris,...
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INDIGO CHILD was in creation for over a year. The story behind this fragrance began with a musing over childhood misch...
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