There are few things more soothing to me than a man wearing the perfect amount of cologne. I forget how comforting a musky, spicy scent is, until I smell it again and an amalgam of memories flood my mind. It doesn’t have to be a particular scent, although I can pick out Curve in a crowd and be instantly transported to Lincoln, Nebraska in the fall of 1998.
There’s the French teacher I had at BYU, who marinated in Eternity for Men, and even though the class was at 8 AM every day, I was there in the front row to catch whiffs as he would pace back and forth. Hey, it was a M-F class at 8 AM. Maybe it was a tactic to get the girls to class.
But overall, it’s just a general warm fuzzy feeling that a man cared enough to recognize that he’s probably normally stinky and it’s okay to accept outside help for that physical ailment.
I love your glimpse into the workings of the inner man
Let’s talk about your job and not the fact that you’re Dominican.
now Julie, you need to watch it more than 3 times to get our jokes.
ah, byu and eternity – i have my own memories of that. eternity and obsession.
I agree. A man with the perfect amount of cologne? Hot.
Ah yes, I bought Aaron Eternity for a wedding present so it has some memories. I love men’s cologne and I’m not one of those girls who have a problem with guys who wear a little too much either. Too much of a good thing, is generally a good thing. (Not so much true for women’s perfume, strangely).It’s amazing how smell can transport you back more powerfully then perhaps anything else. I wrote a paper on it a few weeks ago in fact.I have learned not to wear perfumes I love during icky times (physically or emotionally). I completely ruined Dune for myself by wearing it when I was pregnant (sick), followed by a miscarriage (sad).