PERFUMES TELL US LITTLE STORIES

My love for fragrance began in childhood. My mother wore Yves Saint Laurent Opium Eau de Parfum. A scent for the mysterious woman: sensual, powerful, unforgettable. Deep accords of vanilla, amber, and patchouli linger warmly on the skin, leaving traces of elegance and seduction.

Whenever I smell this perfume, I see my mother before me – elegant, confident, with an air of quiet mystery. And through those notes, I can almost feel a fragment of my childhood shimmering back to life.

“Opium – warm, enigmatic, a touch rebellious. Vanilla, amber, and patchouli dance together like memories of deep nights and a whisper of luxury. It was my mother’s scent – and it became a part of my own story.”

Today, Opium remains one of my favorite fragrances, especially in autumn and winter. A timeless classic that tells stories of elegance, warmth, and remembrance – intimate, precious, and everlasting.

A small homage to the woman whose scent shaped my memories, whose elegance I carry with me, and whose love lingers in every warm note.