I don't know about you, but I have never had a dream (as far as my waking consciousness is aware) about perfume or anything remotely perfume-related. Until last night that is.
It is hard to describe a dream, as anyone who has tried to record one will know, but the setting for mine was a shop that seemed to be a department store, yet at the same time didn't feel like a traditional department store. It was large and very open, with a layout that felt a bit like a sport warehouse. I don't really know why I was there or what I was doing, yet for some reason ended up at a circular counter where I spotted perfume. Closer inspection confirmed my suspicion that the perfumes were cheap and sporty, and I was just about to move on when out of the corner of my eye I spotted a a small collection of bottles on a top shelf and the word 'Etro'. God only knows why Etro should be the first perfume house that I dream about, but there you have it.
The weird thing is, the Etro bottles didn't look anything like the bottles I've seen in real life. In fact, they looked more like deodorant cans, with plenty of aluminium/metallic colours and rather spartan. The first bottle/can I examined was Gomma and thinking about it, perhaps this is why I dreamed of Etro, because recently I have been wearing and enjoying a sample of Gomma very much indeed.
This is where the dream starts to get a little weirder. The second bottle I spied was called Pepper. I looked at the back of it for perfume notes and they were as follows: Top - pepper, Heart - storm notes, Base - woods. The third bottle I chose was a brown and yellow colour and closer inspection revealed that the perfume was called Roast Chicken. And then I woke up!