Power of Perfume Stories
We believe in the transformative power of pure perfume! Intense emotions and vivid memories are connected with scent; it is truly the most magical of senses.
If you or someone you know has experienced the undeniable force of fragrance, we ask you to share your story!
It can be romantic, funny, sad, miraculous, spiritual, or anything you choose. We would love to hear about your experience!
Each month a “Power of Perfume” story winner will be selected to receive a complimentary Heaven’s Alchemy Sample Set.
Here are the rules: 1. “Power of Perfume” stories must have a title and be under 500 words. If over 500 words, may be edited. 2. Submit via email to info@Aidanaryl.com. Please write the word “Power of Perfume” in the subject line. 3. Please do not use brand names or surnames (last names) in your story. Brand names and surnames will be edited if included. 4. Please provide your contact phone number, your name, city, state (or country). We will use your first name, the first letter of your last name, city, state and country to identify your story and to mail prizes. Prizes will be shipped to U.S. and Canadian entries/addresses only. 5. Aidan AryL Enterprises, LLC (AAE) reserves the right to select the final winner (or winners). All stories submitted become the property of AAE. You agree to give up all rights or claims to any materials you submit to AAE. AAE may publish stories on the internet, in print or in any other form. 6. We ask visitors to our website to vote for their favorite story by sending us an email at info@Aidanaryl.com. Please write the word “Vote” in the subject line and the title of the story for which you are voting. 7. All info collected by AAE may be used as market research or to contact you regarding product promotions. AAE reserves the right to modify, amend, change or cancel any part of this offering, rules or prizes.
“Ma’am, could I help you with anything?” the saleswoman asked meekly.
“No. I’m just browsing… Thank you,” I replied curtly. But I wasn’t browsing. I was sealing the fate of my marriage. I thought, Of course everyone knows that our strongest memories are linked to the sense of smell. But no one knows how to harness that force like I do. I became more feverish as I inhaled the fragrances, hungry for my Bottle of Destiny. And then— Seductive! Spicy! Warm... Enduring… Innocent? Yes, it was all of these things: it was the perfect perfume.
Picked, purchased, and planted into the future memories of my fiancé. The delicious scent lingered in my head, whispering its promises of eternal love. I mean, I did love my fiancé in a way that was rational and spiritual. But a woman needs to take charge of her own passion if she is to truly succeed as someone’s life partner. In a world where the media wages war on our minds and bodies, we must find ways to triumph. We must take control of our senses to shine with confidence and find fulfillment.
At long last the wedding came. My husband and I shared our gratitude and paid our dues to those who wished us well. Soon it would be time to consummate our promise.
We arrived at the honeymoon destination; my husband came with his suitcase and I came with a plot. I dressed my body and my face. I styled my hair. But no woman in the state of passion is complete without her perfume. So I pulled out the slender bottle and embellished myself with the scent. In mere moments, the fate of my husband’s memories would be sealed: my youthful, seductive image would be forever burned into his thoughts, and all by the power of my potion. I fragrantly entered the room and we embraced.
After all these years I sometimes wonder if I was wrong to do it. I ask myself Was I being too manipulative? Did I brainwash my husband? Was I just as maniacal as the assault of the advertising world on us? Well, consider this… whenever I spritz on my secret weapon, my husband comes running and embraces me as though he’s seeing his wife for the very first time. Is that really so evil?
-Stephanie E., Los Angeles, California USA
I had received a bottle of perfume from a girlfriend for my birthday. It seemed the perfect fragrance for me so I began wearing it all the time. Over the years, I would dress for business and arrive at the showroom every morning, fashionably dressed and well groomed. I would arrive just after dropping the children at school and stay the morning working on our company's books all by myself, waving through the glass to an occasional passer by.
We shared the showroom with Steve who, with his wife, Shelly, had become good friends of ours socially. I rarely saw him at the showroom, as he would usually arrivein the late afternoon, well after I had left .
During the emotional 'settling of legal affairs period,' I stopped by to see both of them at their home one afternoon. I felt as if whatever life I had been living all those years would cease to exist. Whatever I had built as a career, a wife, and in friendships with couples would all soon fade away. So, the two of them were making suggestions and cheerfully trying to prepare me for what my future could be.
We all make our mark in life in ways we think we know and ways in which we are simply unaware. For a brief moment, his wife left the kitchen and Steve looked frankly and sadly at me. I still remember what he said to me, even now, 20 years later. "You know, there's another thing I will miss about you not working at the office anymore.....after a long day in the stores, or a trip on the road, I would come into the office, smell the air, and know you had been there."
-Ronnie A., Naples, Florida USA
Each month a “Power of Perfume” story winner will be selected to receive a complimentary Heaven’s Alchemy Sample Set.
Here are the rules: 1. “Power of Perfume” stories must have a title and be under 500 words. If over 500 words, may be edited. 2. Submit via email to info@Aidanaryl.com. Please write the word “Power of Perfume” in the subject line. 3. Please do not use brand names or surnames (last names) in your story. Brand names and surnames will be edited if included. 4. Please provide your contact phone number, your name, city, state (or country). We will use your first name, the first letter of your last name, city, state and country to identify your story and to mail prizes. Prizes will be shipped to U.S. and Canadian entries/addresses only. 5. Aidan AryL Enterprises, LLC (AAE) reserves the right to select the final winner (or winners). All stories submitted become the property of AAE. You agree to give up all rights or claims to any materials you submit to AAE. AAE may publish stories on the internet, in print or in any other form. 6. We ask visitors to our website to vote for their favorite story by sending us an email at info@Aidanaryl.com. Please write the word “Vote” in the subject line and the title of the story for which you are voting. 7. All info collected by AAE may be used as market research or to contact you regarding product promotions. AAE reserves the right to modify, amend, change or cancel any part of this offering, rules or prizes.
July, 2011 Stories
THE LOVE POTION
“Ma’am, could I help you with anything?” the saleswoman asked meekly.
“No. I’m just browsing… Thank you,” I replied curtly. But I wasn’t browsing. I was sealing the fate of my marriage. I thought, Of course everyone knows that our strongest memories are linked to the sense of smell. But no one knows how to harness that force like I do. I became more feverish as I inhaled the fragrances, hungry for my Bottle of Destiny. And then— Seductive! Spicy! Warm... Enduring… Innocent? Yes, it was all of these things: it was the perfect perfume.
Picked, purchased, and planted into the future memories of my fiancé. The delicious scent lingered in my head, whispering its promises of eternal love. I mean, I did love my fiancé in a way that was rational and spiritual. But a woman needs to take charge of her own passion if she is to truly succeed as someone’s life partner. In a world where the media wages war on our minds and bodies, we must find ways to triumph. We must take control of our senses to shine with confidence and find fulfillment.
At long last the wedding came. My husband and I shared our gratitude and paid our dues to those who wished us well. Soon it would be time to consummate our promise.
We arrived at the honeymoon destination; my husband came with his suitcase and I came with a plot. I dressed my body and my face. I styled my hair. But no woman in the state of passion is complete without her perfume. So I pulled out the slender bottle and embellished myself with the scent. In mere moments, the fate of my husband’s memories would be sealed: my youthful, seductive image would be forever burned into his thoughts, and all by the power of my potion. I fragrantly entered the room and we embraced.
After all these years I sometimes wonder if I was wrong to do it. I ask myself Was I being too manipulative? Did I brainwash my husband? Was I just as maniacal as the assault of the advertising world on us? Well, consider this… whenever I spritz on my secret weapon, my husband comes running and embraces me as though he’s seeing his wife for the very first time. Is that really so evil?
-Stephanie E., Los Angeles, California USA
May, 2011 Stories
AIR LOOMS
I had received a bottle of perfume from a girlfriend for my birthday. It seemed the perfect fragrance for me so I began wearing it all the time. Over the years, I would dress for business and arrive at the showroom every morning, fashionably dressed and well groomed. I would arrive just after dropping the children at school and stay the morning working on our company's books all by myself, waving through the glass to an occasional passer by.
We shared the showroom with Steve who, with his wife, Shelly, had become good friends of ours socially. I rarely saw him at the showroom, as he would usually arrivein the late afternoon, well after I had left .
During the emotional 'settling of legal affairs period,' I stopped by to see both of them at their home one afternoon. I felt as if whatever life I had been living all those years would cease to exist. Whatever I had built as a career, a wife, and in friendships with couples would all soon fade away. So, the two of them were making suggestions and cheerfully trying to prepare me for what my future could be.
We all make our mark in life in ways we think we know and ways in which we are simply unaware. For a brief moment, his wife left the kitchen and Steve looked frankly and sadly at me. I still remember what he said to me, even now, 20 years later. "You know, there's another thing I will miss about you not working at the office anymore.....after a long day in the stores, or a trip on the road, I would come into the office, smell the air, and know you had been there."
-Ronnie A., Naples, Florida USA
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