#ScentMemories - Mona

  • Posted on 13th March 2017 by Monalogue

  • At Penhaligon's we understand the emotive power of scent. It can unlock memories and open doors; it can stop us in our tracks, lost somewhere for a moment in time. Recollections triggered by a dusting of iris, a whisper of clove, a burst of juicy nectarine, a trail of smoky incense, a creamy lick of vanilla.

    Nation Fragrance Day is approaching and in celebration, together with the Fragrance Foundation, we explore #ScentMemories with a series of guest’s blogs.


    First Mona a blogger and Instagrammer from Somerset shares her tales of dressing tables full of perfume bottles and her love of Equinox Bloom…

    We too often overlook the importance of scent; its presence in our memory is nothing short of astounding. A simple walk past a bakery can temporarily transport you back to that warm summer retreat in France, the perfume of a passerby can make you long for the embrace of a loved one, or even resent a previous unpleasant encounter. Scent takes us on a journey that is for no two people quite the same.
    I’m probably not alone in saying that my earliest explicit memories of fragrance come from my mother. She had a large collection of perfumes, most of them gifts from my father who travelled a lot. Every few months a new bottle would arrive on her dressing table, a different shape, size and language from the last. When my mother got through the fragrance, she would give me the bottle. Over time I accumulated quite a collection of bottles, and if I were lucky they would contain a few leftover drops for me to savor.


    As I grew older, my mother started to travel more. When I was fifteen, she returned from Italy with a perfume - for me! It was a sweet floral smell with a hint of vanilla. It was fun and vibrant. It was new. I couldn’t have matched that period of my life with a better fragrance if I tried. I stayed out late, I met new people, discovered new things and I fell in love, all the while accompanied by that perfume.

    Of course, scents don’t always allude to pleasant memories. I went through a phase of complicated grief in my late teens after losing my mother unexpectedly. I let my emotions get the better of me in a bereavement group once a week. The air was filled by the scent of the most intrusive of lemongrass air fresheners. Needless to say I have since acquired a strong distaste for the scent of lemongrass.

    Today I am in my mid-twenties. I wear Equinox Bloom. I chose this perfume in a profiling session, simply because I liked it. But perhaps there’s more to it than that. Perhaps the base notes of Ambrox and Benzoin Siam take me back to my childhood collection of fragrances from afar. Perhaps the sweet spring floral notes take me back to my carefree teenage days. And perhaps I would have turned my nose at the fragrance were it to contain the slightest hint of lemongrass.

    Read more from Lifestyle Blogger & Photographer Mona on: http://www.monalogue.co.uk/

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