A couple of years ago, when I worked as Beauty Editor at Shout magazine, I remember everyone’s favourite day at work. And no, it wasn’t
Friday…
It was the day, every month or two, when we held a free-for-all with
all the awesome beauty products sent in by various PR companies. It resulted in
us walking away from the office with bags of goodies, stuffed full of perfumes,
makeup, shampoo, conditioner, skin treats, fake tan, false eyelashes, nail
polish and everything else one could possibly need to look hot in time for the
weekend.
From Bobbi Brown to Burberry, you name it, they were in
there, but no matter how many awesome eye shadows, lipsticks or hair products I
might rake through, my favourite part of this cosmetic playground was always
the perfumes.
It was the easiest way to form a collection (and an addiction) that
cost me absolutely nothing, and not only that, these gratis perfumes provided
me with a temporary streak in the popularity contest when friends realised I
had more than enough for myself and was handing them out.
But there was always one perfume that had to remain mine. That one
perfume I didn’t mind buying so long as I didn’t have to wait for it, and the
one perfume that no matter how many others I buy, is always my failsafe reach-for regular on any occasion.
Meet Dolce & Gabbana, The One.
