All matter, and especially all the fragrant matter that finds its way into perfume bottles—from North Indian vetiver to the finest Provençal lavender to Ambroxan—exists somewhere along a spectrum of cosmic, “natural” transformation and so-called “synthetic” human influence.
Mother Nature may grow and breed roses on her own—but she never does so in parallel rows as far as the eye can see. Likewise, she never plucks their petals for the sole purpose of boiling them to extract their fragrant oil. Even if the roses in question were organically farmed, surely much of their life process is entirely synthetic.
Catwoman (1992) is an iconic character. Viola from that one Shakespeare comedy movie (1998) is not—but her actress is. And both these actresses, along with hoards of others out to sell you something that smells, would love to never inform you of these realities becasue fear—a by-product of misinformation—sells, nd they’ve got perfume and candles (that smell like kitty) for you to buy. So, they assume, you’re better left in the dark.
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