The streets in the Poblenou district of Barcelona are overflowing with the heady citrus scent of orange blossoms. Anniqua and I stand under an orange tree filling our lungs with the fragrance of spring. It is two weeks into April and we are in Spain for a little break.
“If I had a beach chair, I’d plant myself right here and spend the rest of the day under this tree.”
“Or, you could just buy a perfume with notes of Azahar,” Anniqua says, using the Spanish word for orange blossom. “We should buy some to remind us of this trip. I love the scent of flowers – it’s so soothing.”
— Selma Tufail takes a perfumista-ish tour of Barcelona, complete with references to Patrick Suskind's Perfume: The Story of a Murderer. Read more in Flowers, perfumes and incense at The News on Sunday.
Nothing like a good orange blossom scent:). I would want to spend the day under that tree too:).
Right now I’d be happy to spend the day in Barcelona, period 😉
Right?;)
Not Barcelona, but while in Seville I did buy some local orange blossom cologne. Pure orange blossom scent, lovely and light. I mostly use it as a soft room spray. It came with a pretty designed label of vintagy looking flowers and oranges. A very nice remembrance of Seville.
Oh nice! Seville + orange blossom always makes me think of the L’Artisan…
Just now delving into one of the Nez mini-books on scent, Orange Blossom. I like that their little booklets have substantial paper, with small articles, sketches, and lovely photos.
Yes, they’re lovely!