I WAS ABDUCTED BY A GIANT LYCHEE SPACESHIP: CHAMPAGNE by YVES SAINT LAURENT (1991)

The Black Narcissus

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It’s Sunday, and I’m off to the flea market in Shinagawa, Tokyo.

The flea market, where I have had such days of  excitement at finding prize vintage specimens that I thought my head would blow off: other Sundays when I come back emptyhanded; and then others with just some old miniature bottle or other that nevertheless  yields me pleasure.

I always love going there in case, and never feel less than brimming as I enter that space, with all the stalls and the endless possibilities………….

Over the years, despite some unbelievable bargains, I must have spent a fortune: I am extravagant by nature, and can barely hold back; but I do sometimes have brakes, just about; and a more fiscally conservative side of me can kick in occasionally when I just say NO.

But when you find an extraordinary bargain, but for whatever reason don’t buy it, the…

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3 responses to “I WAS ABDUCTED BY A GIANT LYCHEE SPACESHIP: CHAMPAGNE by YVES SAINT LAURENT (1991)

  1. I’m not sure where to leave a comment, here or on the original post, but I just have to say that I adore Champagne! I have a large bottle from the ’90s whose precious remnants I refuse to use and which I protect most assiduously. I rely instead on the Yvresse which I recently re-acquired on eBay and I always turn to it when I feel the need for some fizzy, joyful yellowness that is both happy but very sophisticated, feminine and alluring. On me, it is not painfully sweet. (Thank God, since I have no tolerance for excessive sweetness.) It also didn’t smell over-ripe, decaying or particularly lychee-like, either.

    I laughed a lot at your post with the almost horrified (and horrific) descriptions juxtaposed with your incredible yearnings for the bottle that you didn’t get. What is Japanese eBay like….. ? Any hope there? 😉

    God, just the words “YSL Champagne” make me happy. If I weren’t currently testing out a perfume, I’d go drench myself just for that ebullient joyfulness.

    • No, seriously, in this parfum it was truly The Invasion Of The Lychees: and I agree that it wasn’t sweet per se, but just smelling it from the box did make the enamel feel less enameled. Unbelievable.?

      • LOL. No, it is quite believable. Age must have concentrated the elements even further. I can’t help but laugh at your reaction. Are you sure you’re actually longing for that bottle after all? 😀

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