We are first attracted by someone because their bag of stories, life or imaginary, glimmers fresh and enticing.
You know they come from another tale. Their mind and legs have trodden softly on exotic paths.
You want to wander deserts, seas and storms with them and listen to their medley of words that heat like fire in midwinter.
We are hardwired with curiosity and a secret cipher to unlock any new stories to put together these tales we travel with swiftly and innocently.
“We tell each other stories in order to survive” – Joan Didion
We tell each other stories in order to survive and sur-thrive.
I illustrate with a story within a perfume story – by René Gruau (1971) for Miss Dior Parfum.
© Iulia Halatz