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There is a cologne for men that drives me crazy. It is *the most* delicious, sexy, intoxicating smell to ever grace this planet. It was crafted by Aphrodite, perfected by Eros, and inspired by Adonis. It's lust in a bottle. Liquid Ambrosia. It really is.
I first encountered this creation of the gods several years ago, while in the magazine aisle of a local store. I picked up a potentially interesting magazine and opened it. Now, you know how when you open a fashion mag, you are bombarded with the overwhelming smells of the sample perfumes and colognes? Well, this one was different. This scent does not bombard. Oh no, it's far too divine and sultry for such trashy tactics as all that. It teases, and plays, and ultimately seduces. I opened this magazine and was not assaulted with fragrances, but something did cause my spine to tingle, some unnamed force. I flipped a couple of pages, and caught a slight tease of something... curious. Flipped a few more, slightly stronger smell. Flipped a few more. Invisible fingers of aroma slipping from the pages, snaking up my arms, wrapping around me, drawing me in. Flipped a few more, and there it was. An ad for an innocent looking cologne, displaying some dramatically gorgeous model and with one side folded over, hiding the scent that will be my undoing. Of course by now, I was hypnotized by its powers of seduction and had no choice but to peel back the flap and face the full glory of this tantalizing concoction. I died. It was... I died. I fell in love that day, swore myself to the first man I met who was wearing that divinity.
That was several years ago, and as strange as it sounds, I had never again had the pleasure of encountering that scent. I had never meet anyone who was wearing it, and only seen it in a store once (That was a sad day. I finally found my salvation and it was sealed in plastic and kept out of my sensory range) I still can't imagine how such a gift to human kind could be kept such a secret from the public. It could be classified as an enigma, slipping in and out of reality just long enough to keep one uncertain as to if it truly exists or is merely a wisp of a forgotten desire.
Anyway, that was brought on by the fact that today I found it again. I was walking by the men’s cologne, casually glancing, when I saw it. Sitting there on the shelf, amidst all the lesser and unworthy fragrances. I lunged for it. Snatched it up off the shelf and was delighted to find that the case it was in was of the opening variety, not sealed away from me. I popped the plastic lid, wondering now if after all these years it would still have the same effect on me...
It does.
I first encountered this creation of the gods several years ago, while in the magazine aisle of a local store. I picked up a potentially interesting magazine and opened it. Now, you know how when you open a fashion mag, you are bombarded with the overwhelming smells of the sample perfumes and colognes? Well, this one was different. This scent does not bombard. Oh no, it's far too divine and sultry for such trashy tactics as all that. It teases, and plays, and ultimately seduces. I opened this magazine and was not assaulted with fragrances, but something did cause my spine to tingle, some unnamed force. I flipped a couple of pages, and caught a slight tease of something... curious. Flipped a few more, slightly stronger smell. Flipped a few more. Invisible fingers of aroma slipping from the pages, snaking up my arms, wrapping around me, drawing me in. Flipped a few more, and there it was. An ad for an innocent looking cologne, displaying some dramatically gorgeous model and with one side folded over, hiding the scent that will be my undoing. Of course by now, I was hypnotized by its powers of seduction and had no choice but to peel back the flap and face the full glory of this tantalizing concoction. I died. It was... I died. I fell in love that day, swore myself to the first man I met who was wearing that divinity.
That was several years ago, and as strange as it sounds, I had never again had the pleasure of encountering that scent. I had never meet anyone who was wearing it, and only seen it in a store once (That was a sad day. I finally found my salvation and it was sealed in plastic and kept out of my sensory range) I still can't imagine how such a gift to human kind could be kept such a secret from the public. It could be classified as an enigma, slipping in and out of reality just long enough to keep one uncertain as to if it truly exists or is merely a wisp of a forgotten desire.
Anyway, that was brought on by the fact that today I found it again. I was walking by the men’s cologne, casually glancing, when I saw it. Sitting there on the shelf, amidst all the lesser and unworthy fragrances. I lunged for it. Snatched it up off the shelf and was delighted to find that the case it was in was of the opening variety, not sealed away from me. I popped the plastic lid, wondering now if after all these years it would still have the same effect on me...
It does.