Or, more accurately, the scent at the beginning of the universe. It took me twelve hours to decide what fragrance to wear while the clock ticked away the remaining hours of 2010; the fragrance I finally chose is the fragrance that gave birth to the perfume mania that has come to characterize my life: Stella McCartney’s Stella.
This humble and modern rose was the smelling salt that woke me up to the notion that perfume wasn’t just an accessory, or finishing touch. Perfume has become the central star around which all my other habits and routines orbit. Myriad samples, decants, and bottles followed in Stella’s wake, but I’ll always be grateful to the frowning librarian* who introduced me to this library of wonders.
*quotes below from Turin & Sanchez 🙂
…schoolmarmish, sour rose…
—Perfumes: The A-Z Guide, p. 108
… with a tight-lipped rose… Stella is a fragrance for women who programmatically say no.
—Perfumes: The A-Z Guide, p. 328