Though I only learned about “Coco” much later in life, I new of Chanel, or at least Chanel No.5, from a very young age. There was no way I could escape. My adoptive mother was inordinately fond of No. 5. It was the ONLY perfume she wore. When she lived in Paris, which she did for 18-years of her life — her last 17-years having been spent there — she maintained a large horde of Chanel No. 5 bottles. She would dole them out, liberally, as gifts — my generosity but a mere reflection of hers. So, given her fondness to Chanel it would be remiss of me NOT to have noted this birthday. Hard to believe that she was born in the 19th century.
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