When I was younger, the first perfume which enamoured me was Crabtree & Evelyn’s Evelyn Rose.
Evelyn Rose was a delightful pink bouquet of Evelyn roses surrounded by a bed of luscious sweet peach and peony petals. There was a beautiful, soapy warmth to this fragrance that made me feel clean, feminine and luxurious. Its beautiful clear glass flacon and silver wordings only served to strengthen its beauty.
Two years ago, I saw that it was on 30% promotion. Since I loved this beauty, I jumped upon the chance to grab a bottle. I remembered how there were only two bottles left on the shelves.
Now, Evelyn Rose has been reformulated. The new version is a hideous abomination – a light citrus Evelyn rose scent that does not exude any of the loving characteristics of its predecessor. I was enraged. I was sad. And most of all, I was living in regret.
Regret, that I did not buy more of it.
Regret, that I would outlive it.
Sure, a perfume bottle lasts for years and years on average for me since I rarely use it. But the idea that once I ran out of it, I would never, ever get to smell such a smell again, made me feeling sorrowful.
Just like other incidents in life, there is no turning back. You never know when things are gone for good.
For me, Evelyn Rose’s reformulation is a minor regret which occasionally tugs on my heartstrings. There are bigger regrets in life, which can range from things like a friend you used to have, or the person you wished you cherished better when they were alive. There were friends I thought we would stick together throughout our growing up years, only to have me realising that I was the only one trying to maintain the relationship. There were loved ones I wished I were nicer towards (I am prone to little bouts of tantrums and lack of sympathy) when they were alive.
Thinking of things like these can be depressing, but it also serves as a reminder that our short lifetimes should be put to better use.
Time and tide waits for no man.
For now, I’m hunting down every possible source of Evelyn Rose perfumes that aren’t exorbitantly priced and also keeping backups of perfumes I know are getting discontinued. They’re an expensive hobby to me, but hey, I only have one life so why not just indulge in a bit of something I find happiness?