I’ve talked about my fear of death here before. I don’t do very well with cemeteries, either. When forced to visit one, I start hyperventilating and muttering about how the world will explode in a few million years and none of us will have mattered. Some people seem to take comfort in that sort of nihilism. I don’t.
I went to two cemeteries over Thanksgiving break; first to bring irises to my great-grandparents’ graves, and then to the unveiling of a family friend’s tombstone. I wore Puredistance I to the second cemetery. Puredistance I is a soapy green floral, and y’all know that florals are not my specialty. I can’t parse this particular perfume’s notes in the way that The Candy Perfume Boy does in his own review. All I can tell you is how this perfume made me feel: safe. CPB called Puredistance I “atmospheric”; I call it spacious. This perfume gave me somewhere quiet and still to escape to when I began to feel afraid at the cemetery. I’m very grateful that I had that bottle of Puredistance I with me; it was a great comfort.
Disclaimer: 17.5 fl oz of Puredistance I was provided to me by Puredistance.