For two days, the box with my new scent from Byredo stood unopened on my desk. I just couldn’t bring myself to break the beautiful seal on the packaging. Coincidentally it was my birthday on Saturday, otherwise the perfume bottle would probably still be wrapped. The box alone is a present. Today I saw that Garance Doré did a whole series of pictures about the ceremony of unwrapping. Rightly so. Beautiful things only become more so in beautiful wrapping. I will surely keep its box until long after I’ve used the last drop of this perfume. Ah yes, the perfume. Difficult to describe what it smells like. Except instantly familiar. Different every time I smell it. Is it powdery? No, sweet. Mhm, or spicy? More like fruity. Which sounds like a mix that should make you dizzy, but is simply delicious. Bal D’Afrique wears less like a perfume than a precious fabric. I bought mine at Anita Hass. Without the wonderful Yvonne, who stood by as I sniffed my way through the Byredo selection and eventually said: ‘Try this one, it’s my favourite’, I’d have never found it.