Hotel Lobby

Story:

"It was a ten minutes before 8pm when he arrived. He had been there
before, but its resplendence never failed to catch him off guard.
Modish floors patterned in ebony and ivory marble, deep armchairs in
dark, buttery leather, a chocolate Steinway piano, and the
amber lights of old-world libraries. The bar was the kind of
place Hemingway might have lingered a little too long, lights
glittering on the crystal and glass. Hushed conversations, each one
layering the next.

He perched on the edge of an armchair to wait, eyes darting about the
lobby in anticipation. He checked his watch. Still early.
He felt a rush of cool air on his cheeks as the revolving door swept a
white-haired couple, dressed to the nines, into the warmth of the
lobby. The man, small but well-built, even in his eighties, wore a
pocket square and a rash grin, like a trouble-making boy who could
hardly believe what he was getting away with. On his arm, an
impeccably styled, sharp-featured woman with a slash of red lipstick.
Her air was regal, but it was clear she was struggling to maintain her
composure in the wake of a puerile joke. Her crimson pout was now
the sole focus of her husband’s attention. It began to warp into a
smirk, and then, much to the woman’s chagrin, into a full-fledged
smile.

As they passed him in the lobby, the man gave his knee a paternal tap.
“Can you believe she’s with me?” he said, gesturing to the woman by
his side. “Almost sixty years.”

He watched the elevator doors close behind them and then
checked his watch—still a few minutes. A familiar song drifted from
the piano. Some-thing from an old romantic, a melody that his father
loved and his mother sang to herself in the kitchen. They would
have looked at home here. Like a plume of smoke, the lyrics seemed
briefly tangible in the air—some thing something, gave me a
thrill—and then dissipated, leaving only the fragrance of their
wistfulness behind.

Suddenly, a warm voice spoke his name, pulling him out of his reverie
and back into the hotel lobby. He looked up to see the face he came
for, as familiar as the notes on the piano, and every bit as beguiling. He
smiled, rising with purpose and posture. The evening had begun."

• Top Notes – Fig Leaf, Oud
• Middle Notes – Pepper, Patchouli, Cypriol
• Base Notes – Sandalwood, Coconut, Vanilla

Sizes: 100ML
Type: EDP