I’ve developed a love for Scents ever since I can remember, and the scent I was introduced to when I first arrived on the planet- linger in my nose from time to time …The Baby powder my mother used to marinated me with, as if I was was a fish getting ready to be deep fried , the cheap deodorant that smelled so good I felt worthy to be on Earth - and today if there was a remake of it, no matter how expensive I’d be wiling to pay up to 10 times the price-just for all time sake–it was a very cheap product hence, my budget would not be breaking.
My mother used to make Almond soaps that smelled so delicious, I was always looking forward to get washed. I will never forgive myself for not having the recipe- the scent of the Ivory soap I had access to didn’t come close to the one from back home . Even though America is the best Country in the world I seriously wanted to go back home. I was told by my family and their friends that I didn’t know how lucky I was to be in the USA .(I realized that a year later) but at that time I was lonely.
Everyone went to work in the morning while I guarded the house like a watch dog,and the 4 walls were closing in on me, I felt trapped!! 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 to us 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 First J.O.B