scent of love, love of scent

Scent, probably the most evocative sense of all.

I once believe love starts from scent. Although, it's not exactly the fact but it's scientific proven that love and smell is connected. I think it's kind of self-explanatory of my addiction to the smell of my sweetheart. "Perspiring or with Parfum", his scent is always a good feeling, it feels comfortable, doped. There isn't a bad smell, it's only his scent. I ♥

I love the smell of my dad's padangnese cooking, my all time craving. I super ♥!

And I recall one of my favorite movie "perfume" a story of a murderer in his quest of love. It has a weird ending! yes, weird but the scenes are so beautiful, it's like with a little more imagination you can literally smell the pictures. The auburn hair of the female lead left me a deep impression, beautiful.

ps. dvd from dar :) xoxo

There is so much to share of the scent. The little corner in my room :)


My recent fetish, Vivara from Emilio Pucci: floral but nothing sweet yet not too powdery. It's a smell of imagination.

Lastly, these two days I have been lead to my dreamyland in the scent of lavender oil.
Lavender, sweet lavender. A scent so soothing, a scent to the deep sound sleep.

bonne nuit