No matter the date, day of a year or season, love is omnipresent.
One word: LOVE. So many meanings, shapes and manifestations!
Some love to love, some love only those who are in love with them, some love often, some once in a lifetime.
Love can be strong and devouring or sweet and gentle, differ in intensity, be divine or torturous.
It has many shapes: love for one’s family is different from love of being in love or love for money. Not to forget, self-love matters as well. A great deal too, because how can you give love if you feel no love for yourself?
In English, it is „love“. In Croatian, „ljubav“. One word.
Greek language, however, used three different words: Eros, Phileo i Agape. These describe different kinds of love.
Eros is sensual love, erotic, hunger satisfying, pleasure driven.
Phileo is above carnal yearning. It describes a feeling of a friendly kind of love, aimed toward everything that attracts or pleases us, emotional and unpredictive, but kind and gentle.
Agape is unconditional love, self-giving and uttermost happiness that results in it. An active kind of love, moving, making us do things for others with expecting nothing in return. It is constant and stable, able to love even when no love is returned, freely given. Respect, tolerance and kindness mark it, and yes, it gives feeling of complete fulfilment.
Olfaction, an oldest sensory systems, but probably the least understood and taken into consideration, has an important role in our feelings. Various researches have proven that the sense of smell affects partnerships and social behaviour. Feeling of love as well…
Remember the movie Scent of a Woman, where blind Colonel describes the appearance of women by their scent? The attraction. Falling in – love.
Nose IS a sexually interactive organ. Nostrils flare, breath deepens or gets shorter and quicker drawn. The French, of course, take this matter very seriously: they have a word for the scent of a woman when her perfume mingles with her body oil: „cassolette“ (from the diminutive form of the French word „cassole“, a small container).
Scent of a Woman…
What about Scent of a Man? It made me wonder and think about it.
If cassolette, is it then cassole?
I am not talking about perfumes he wears, I am talking about the scent you feel surrounding him like an aura, a body scent of your beloved imprinted in your mind. I see him in scents and colors, eyes wide shut.
Did you ever wear your partner’s clothing to bed? I do. He is away, I miss him, so what do I do? The same thing as one study confirmed: 13% of men and 52% of women have slept dressed in the clothing of the significant other, because of the smell! I sleep in his T-shirt…
What does my love smell like, I asked myself. I though that will be a difficult question, but it wasn’t.
Answers came to me as soon as I sat down and focused on this matter. With a little help of that particular T-shirt of course 😀
Early in the morning, just after the morning shower, my love smells just like Acqua Celestial by Maison Francis Kurkdijan.
Color of light blue, fresh and sharp morning sky with a touch of Spring approaching, just like now in February when the season of Mimosa has begun. With a touch of lime freshness and a bit of musk hidden beneath. Phileo.
As the day goes by, the notes of his skin turn into L’Air du Hiver, by Jean Claude Ellena for Frederic Malle: a smooth operator, he is. Gentle Iris and Heliotrope, powdery yet fresh and as it dries down sweet honey moves gently forward. Like his hug, enveloping, gentle yet strong. A soft kiss. Agape.
And his T-shirt, the one I sometimes sleep in? Pure Nassomato Duro. It gives me goosebumps. Eros at it’s best.
The scent of that special place under his collar-bone, his elbow pits, skin, feeling dark, fiery and animalistic, very masculine (although I love wearing Nassomato Duro as well, it is unisex…or do I wear it because it reminds me of Him?).
Description of the perfume says oud, leather, wood and spices but for me…it smells very sexy. Reliable. Desirable. Strong and impressive. Wild. Now I’m blushing. But that’s just me. And his T-shirt…
As for me, I am now enjoying Acqua Dell’ Elba chalk heart drenched in perfume.
Classica, for women. A gift, a present of sea notes, orange blossom, myrtle, gardenia and jasmine. Elegant yet relaxed. Warm, encompasing, giving kind of love. So very me! It’s like wearing my heart on my sleave.
Wearing my heart like a crown, happy and content, feeling free at the seaside.
What is the scent of your love?
The Plum Girl
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