GORGEOUS FLOWERS and floral fragrances have enchanted me since I was a wee one. As fortune would have it, a decade of my childhood was spent in (West) Pakistan & northern India, where the bazaar, train stations, countryside, the cuisines, gardens, and holy places…all were infused with aromatic scents. And where cultural associations on the significance of fragrance permeates everything.
Plus I’ve always liked the IDEA of perfumes. Dad used to gift Mom bottles of her favorites for her birthday (her 85th birthday is TODAY! 1-31-2010 the day I wrote this article) or their anniversaries. As a pre-teen, I watched Mom’s mother ‘Mo,’ Grandmother Celeste, sitting in front of the vanity mirror doing her toiletry routine. She always finished up with a spritz of Chanel No.5. Don’t remember if it was