Silence is screaming
I’ll bat an eye and cast my spell
The Devils are dreaming
Dreaming of a blue angel
Many years ago a friend of mine introduced him to me. You know how we usually try to find familiar features for something new or unfamiliar? “It tastes like chicken” or “She reminds me of my class-mate’s younger sister.” He was unusual. He was different. I was intrigued but I couldn’t place him into any familiar context. And it bothered me. Or maybe I was just too much of a good girl back then and wasn’t adventurous enough for him. Anyway, it didn’t work out between us.
I met him again five years later. I wasn’t surprised to see him here, a half-world away from where I got to know him. A lot has changed since we met first and this time something just clicked. I fell in love. I made him a part of my life. I wanted him to accompany me everywhere – nights out, birthdays, parties. I wanted all my friends to meet him. I was so happy… until one of my girlfriends confessed that she felt she was falling for him. I know I didn’t have any real reasons for it, I know it was irrational but I panicked: what if she gets him? We belonged to the same crowd; we would be coming to the same events.
Have you ever been in the situation when you find yourself wearing the same piece of clothing (a blouse, a dress or a tie – though I’m not sure if it has the same meaning for men as it does for women) as somebody else in the group? I have. In my high school years at a dance party I met a girl wearing almost an identical top (just the color of a pattern was different). It was a big party and probably nobody else had noticed that fact but my evening was ruined: most of my efforts went to monitoring her relocations and trying to keep my distance from her. And that was just a top. Can you imagine how I would have felt if I had to be in the same room with my friend wearing the same perfume?!! My Angel?!!
Yes, I’m talking about Angel* by Thierry Mugler. It was a perfume but other than that fact the story was real. My jealousy was real. I felt so bad while I thought my friend might go ahead and buy that perfume. I tried to talk her out of it but she insisted. So that you could imagine my state of mind: for a while I even considered talking to her husband! I’m glad I hadn’t. I can imagine that conversation… She actually has never followed through with the purchase.
I’m not going to even attempt the review of Angel: I’m not sure it’s the most reviewed perfume out there but there is more than enough information about this revolutionary at the time scent. If you just came out of a 20 years long coma or jumped back from a very distant future in which Angel is long gone and my blog is the first place online you landed on in an attempt to learn about this perfume just search for “Thierry Mugler Angel review blog” and there will be millions of hits. My story isn’t about facts of this scent. It is of my feelings towards Angel.
I still love this perfume. Angel EdP is so strong and so inappropriate for most places that I haven’t even used up my first bottle (and I think I’ll have to replace it because the remaining juice isn’t even blue any more). I do not wear Angel outside of my house any longer because I think it’s too ubiquitous and recognizable. But every time I apply it to my skin – with all the wonderful perfumes I’ve come across in the recent years – the first second I smell it I realize that I still think Angel is beautiful. One of my friends wears Angel to milongas and parties. I always recognize it (who doesn’t?!), like it on her and do not feel jealous to even the slightest extent.
Are out there any perfumes about which you feel so possessive you wouldn’t want anybody else around you (or at all) to wear? (If yes, you do not have to share the name)
* In my native language grammatical gender of the noun “angel” is masculine so I always thought of Angel as of a man. Until I read the review on The Candy Perfume Boy. Well… maybe. But my Angel is definitely a man.
#The song Blue Angel has nothing to do with the story but I kept singing it to myself while writing about Angel (maybe because I think of it as of a blue perfume) so I decided to share it with you.
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Images: Ben Affleck in Dogma – blu-ray.com; Angel perfume – my own.