About Me

Hi all,

My nickname is Cocotte, and I was born in the Caribbean from where I’ve developed an extreme love for Scents for as long I can remember. The types that I was introduced to when I first arrived on the planet- lingered in my nose from time to time; such as– the rare aroma of the baby powder in which my mother used to marinated me as if I was a fish getting ready to be deep fried. Other memories cling to the delicate lavender in the cheap deodorant. That stuff smelled so damn good it should’ve been used to invoke distant spirits. Unfortunately; I failed to value them at their true worth because I thought America had better qualities, but their toiletries slaughtered that ignorance. I never lost my childhood memories, if I could turned back time,I would be more appreciative, and I would learned how to make some of my favorite stuff. Such as– the “low end” deodorant my mother used to saturate my armpits with, (because she couldn’t stand the smell of sweat) the Almond Soaps that such delicious aroma,it was always a pleasure to bathe in the outdoor tub . I wish had the recipe for those products. When I first came to America, my aunt had given me an Ivory soap - which she claimed was the US version,I didn’t argue with her but it was like wearing polyester as an alternative to silk, and ends up getting a nasty rash.. -I wanted to go back home became I could not adjust to the fact that I was always indoors… I was being homesick. My family and friends claimed I was lucky that I was granted a US Visa, while many others got declined:

( …) I was grateful to be in the Big Apple, but the loneliness was too overwhelming. I was alone for more than 8 hours in a 3 family house ,the walls were closing in on me … I felt trapped! The phone used to ring every 5 minutes mainly English speaking individuals, and I didn’t speak or understand a word of what they were saying. Life was not Perfect where I come from but I was surrounded by people who spoke the same language as me, and my communication line was always open but I was mute for at least 8 hours… the language barrier was the contributing factor Money was never a big issue because we never had access to too much of it- thus it was virtually impossible for us to live beyond our means-but nonetheless we had “Bourgoisie” mentality meaning (wealthy) I had no idea I was poor until I came to America. I had terrible nightmares! Coming from sharing a room with 2 siblings to sleeping in a Queen Size Bed alone was too much to bare- I was not comfortable using indoor bathroom- thus I requested an outdoor toilet. I was overwhelmed! I was very young ,childish and very ignorant- eventually I adjusted. But the real dilemma I couldn’t cope with is that I was unable to find the same toiletries I’m used to – thus I was unable to accomplish “The Perfect Smell’ that fed my spirit-but I was was determined mad to find French Products… I did a year later when I landed my first job.

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I was born a twin in the Caribbean, my mother suffered with eclampsia (a life threatening condition) and had seizures during labor. Back then, hospitals in my country were not fully equipped to handle that medical condition-often times they would save the mothers Our situation was complicated because there were 2 of us . My mother's life was in imminent danger thus, she was first priority, and while the medical professionals were debating on giving her a "c" section in an attempt to save one of us --I stepped into the world all by myself - my brother was born a few hours later without caesarian;unfortunately he was medically challenged, he died a year later. My father was a shoemaker by day and a pastor by night, my mom worked at a nearby hotel. They never had much, but whatever they had they shared with the less fortunate.After I graduated from high school, I landed my first job in a high end store as a sale's girl, my duty was to help customers to choose the right fragrances- additionally, I was in charge of promoting new lines for 20% commission.I did well without any degree in chemistry.When I came to America in the early eighties I wanted to pursue a career in the Cosmetic industry but there was more opportunity in health care fields. After my first employment, I decided to continue to care for those who are too sick or too old to care for themselves, and I cared for patients from every walks, and treated each and everyone of them as individual Not statistics. They say I am "a breath of fresh air" that validation brought resounding comfort.to me. Though I've never worked in the Beauty industry, I designed this site to fulfilled that dream digitally. My parents instilled in me the values of kindness and sharing.and to treat everyone the way I would like to be treated. However;I am not the "turn the other cheek" type of chick