Have you ever felt as a child that your parent's rooms and things are wondrous and magic? Since I am a woman, I do not know how boys feel about their fathers' suits or perfume, but I certainly remember my feelings towards my mother's room.
It was a place full of beautiful things and secrets. Silk dresses in her dark closet were whispering softly as I touched them. Her tiny jewelry box of carved wood stored earrings with gleaming pearls and several rings, one of them with a pink ruby. Her perfume was the most enchanting thing in the world, because it smelt of her. I remember spilling it once (I opened the bottle and dropped it). Our flat was imbued with the fragrance of 'Femme' by Rochas...
When my mother was getting dressed to go out, it was a magic rite, too. Brushing her hair, applying mascara and lipstick and powder, putting on her earrings... She was (and still is) the most beautiful woman in the world, ever, with her bright eyes, happy smile and gentle voice.
I tried to express my feelings in this Treasury, full of wonderful pieces. You know, we are from the Soviet Union: we did not have many belongings. My mother's jewelry box only stored one pair of gold earrings and two rings. She treasured her shoes and mended her tights because they were hard to find. But you do not know these things when you are a child, and your mother's gold ring with a tiny ruby seems the most precious thing in the world - better than a dragon's cave full of gold.
I have made purchases from some of the shops presented here and this is another way to say thank you to them for the beautiful things and excellent services and communication.
