There’s a season of my life in which I worked extremely hard (and passionately, at that). I was living, breathing and eating scripts, and stumbled on the contemporary language of ‘gifting oneself’.
The entire idea fascinated me, but I had always approached it modestly. A slice of cake, my favorite candy…easy on the budget.
Then one day, after moving from a four-year film set to a two-month set, I swore that I would close my eyes and buy something GRAND!(Don’t get your hopes up).
Now…if you know anything about me, you know I LOVE PERFUMES! So, I went to one of my favorite brand websites, Viktor & Rolf, scrolled to Flowerbomb, and asked my cousin abroad to bring me back one. I prepared my $182 and decided that my gift to myself would be my first ever authentic, (not Dubai…not any retailer)…store bought designer perfume.
Only to receive it and ration it like it was the most expensive possession I would ever own. This perfume had rules and regulations.
ONLY big functions with dignitaries.
Modest sprays.
GOD FORBID, I ever found any of my sisters even glancing at the bottle.
Only cold days because then the sillage would really linger and people would know “Rachael was here”.
It’s been two years, and my perfume isn’t even halfway, but by the end of this year, it should be done. Not for any extravagant reason besides the fact that I am decentralizing this idea that good things only come once. That the perfume must only be worn on special days because it was expensive. That certain cups must be adorned with cobwebs until some notable human being graces your home with their presence. That that special designer dress should only be worn to important meetings and not on a very ordinary day when you’re just grateful for the gift of life. Because you know what? Special days come, but likely not as often as we like. And that’s why we must consciously choose to make the ordinary days special.
So, you’re going shopping in the market but you feel like smelling expensive? By all means! Spray your expensive perfume!
You actually cooked a delectable meal and want to eat on your fancy Luminarc Plates? YES PLEASE!
You want to wear your original Nike sneakers to go pick your National ID? BE MY GUEST.
The idea of things…tangible things, is that they come and go. It’s all vanity dearest friend. And so you will hold on, you will kukekereza…you will use little perfume and get to work smelling like dust with a tinge of perfume…but really all these things we hold on to, eventually cease. They expire… break, we gain weight and can’t fit in the clothes anymore, grow and can’t fit in the shoes anymore…so how about we trust. How about we trust that the God who blessed you with that really special thing, is not limited to just that thing.



















