Here’s another one I like from Alexander Mc Queen’s Kingdom. It is beautifully “handwritten” on the inside of the box flap. I love it because it was sort of a message to me from the universe.
There is a story behind this bottle. I have always wanted it but couldn’t find in the shops any more. My fellow fumehead Nikos found it forgotten on the shelves of a small perfume shop and bought it for me, We leave at opposite sides of Athens so we decided to meet downtown to split the difference. We were sitting outside and the cafe had those weird chairs where the back is so curved that I couldn’t hang my bag and there was a big whole on the back of the chair so I couldn’t leave it behind me on the seat either and there was only one row of chairs on the pavement so I couldn’t leave it somewhere I could watch it, it had to be next to me. Yeap! You can see where this story is going… Now you see it, now you don’t. Gone in 60 seconds! My bag with cash, cashcards and creditcards, a pair of glasses, a GPS, keys and an envelope with my address. Oh, of course it was Friday evening!!!
To cut a very long, exhausting and infuriating story short this whole thing cost me about 1000 euros in cash, document re-issue, keys and locks, a pair of glasses and I am still finding out things that I am missing.
But what was comforting was that at some point I thought “thank god I didn’t put My Kingdom in my bag”. I lost everything but My Kingdom. And the moment I said this I knew it was a very sick thing to say but at the same time I knew that it was my passion for perfume that was shining like a ray of light in a very grim situation. Shit happens, and when it happens it’s good to have something outside yourself to keep you going.
So on that day, My Kingdom saved the day.