It is silly to want a fragrance just for the bottle, right? And it is even sillier if, like me, you don’t keep your perfume bottles on display anyway. Mine are stored away in a dark cabinet, safe from the ravages of heat and light. You might think I open the cabinet frequently just to admire my collection, but you’d be wrong. I open it as rarely as possible, for as soon as I peek in, they all begin taunting me — HA, you’ll never use me up before I spoil anyway.
So I know how ludicrous it is to be in love with Pucci’s Vivara just for its debonair exterior, but there it is. I*want*that*bottle. Not only that, I keep thinking how lovely it would be to have a whole series from Pucci: same bottle design, a different Pucci print on each cap, and each with its own jewel-colored juice. Wouldn’t a whole row of them be just stunning?
Needless to say, I tried hard to fall in love with Pucci Vivara the perfume and not just Pucci Vivara the bottle, but alas, it was not to be…
