Pippilotta

Carefree childhood, safe space. Vacation in the Lagos area, the spots of purple gentian on my bare knees that my mother tries to shape into my favorite animals while blowing “so they don't sting.” And the courtyard of my beloved neighborhood, Saska Kepa, where the aroma of flowering trees and bushes mixes with the smell of hot concrete while I draw a “hopscotch” with chalk. I have a tube of pink gum in my pocket, a real rage because you can make the biggest balloons with it. Rug Shaking Iron Clothesline Stunts: If you can do cartwheels on the top bar, you win.

In Pippilotta I encapsulated not only all these aromas, but the scene itself, the memory. Once again I am a little girl playing dear Pippi Langstrumpf. Everything is possible, the whole world belongs to me.

This girl still exists and gives me strength. Pippilotta -The rebel.

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Stated notes: White sage, orange blossom, plum, jasmine, amber, leather, vanilla and musk.