Unearthing Fragrant Memories
It’s hard to believe it surfaced as the trove of memories was gently rummaged, the heavy off-white card stock wreathed by beautifully detailed embossed roses and leaves.
Now nearly 100 years old, their wedding invitation had been taped in the middle and the single gatefold panel from the right side had long ago detached and disappeared. The yellowed cellophane still holds fast just like the shared moments of her own personal reflections.
A delicate thread of juniper, hedione, elemi brocades itself through Frances’s namesake fragrance, a prairie-inspired chypre, like flowers stemming out from the long grass of her native land or the floral gently kissed onto her wedding invitation.