Saudade ft. Chanel - 11:36 pm

There's this overwhelming nature to beauty that usually induces me to tears. Maybe, it is because I've always been a

sensitive soul.

Contrary to many personal reviews, 'Coco' doesn't remind me of lust. It reminds me of passion - not something that is

sweet or innocent...it's like a yearning love? (I always this unsure of my own feelings.) I noticed that the perfume creates four

distinct scents. The first being spicy - a seductive, 'come hither' scent. The second being powdery - a comforting clean

 scent that reminds me of fresh laundry. I'm still having trouble describing the last one. But, I will try. It reminds me of

an interesting combination of hibiscus, cloves, cotton, and an approaching storm. The fourth and last phase of 'Coco'

elicits a sense of closeness. Like, a physical closeness - almost like skin.

Overall, 'Coco' reminds me of warmth and comfort. There's something so beautiful about this perfume, that I honestly

want to cry. I actually find it empowering that I was able to purchase this on my own, with my own money.

 It's empowering to me that I purchased a perfume by the revered woman that is the epitome of luxe and glamour and

the creator of the modern woman, on my own.

I think I should add that it makes me feel hopeful, for I may one day have someone to share this experience with.

Quixotism

I'm an idealist.

I'm an also a realist.

I often come to find these two sides battling it out, trying to assert their dominance, and telling me which outlook I should apply to my life.

Lately, I've been a realist. Or more of a pessimist. They're honestly one and the same.

As an idealist, I also tend to think I'm Superwoman - I can handle anything and nothing is too large for me to handle. It's a personal strength and my greatest weakness.

I started college exactly a year ago (my last post) and I've been losing little pieces of myself along the way. I allowed my past desires and passions and the little fire in me I've always possessed to slowly fade.

I've made a recent change, albeit. Through the help of lovely friends I have made/grown closer to in college, I realized that the fire didn't completely die out but was actually residual embers.

If you are on a true quest for knowledge and you decide to pursue that journey through the means of getting a higher education, don't get lost in the blur an definitely do not let that little fire in you die out.

I realized it's so easy to have the stress of school kill the child-like wonder and naivete you had right before you headed on the path towards independence.