Growing up, I have very clear memories of my mother dabbing Agua de Colonia behind each of my ears. At the ripe age of five, I felt like the fanciest girl in kindergarten and looked forward to my mother scenting me every morning before boarding the school bus. As a Mexican child, wearing perfume aligned with our Latin culture, but it wasn’t yet part of my American classmates’ elementary school beauty routine.
— Read more in Fragrance Is Coming for Your Children at Elle.
My mom may not have anointed me everyday for school, but I have deep memories of her dabbing one drop of perfume on my neck when she was getting ready to go out. L’Air de Temps was her scent. I’d hang around while she dressed and did her make up. I’d get the teeniest tiniest dad of lipstick and a single touch of perfume. The babysitter must of thought I was so fancy 😄.
That’s such a sweet routine, you must have loved it!