huzunra // perfume blog
olfactive impressions and ruminations
on perfumes & scents
The melancholic longing for that, which is no more; that which (perhaps) never was, and nonetheless, cannot be otherwise.
A memory of a moment long gone,
but well hidden in the corners, at the heart of olfactory sense/full/ness.
I have started to write about my olfactory impressions out of my Sunday mellow mood, and the lingering feel of possibility.
(Once every now and then, as it happens, for each time each drop each spray each gesture remains a surprise yet to be revealed and whiffed and touched and embraced… savoured).