A sniff, a whiff of something delicious.

[e_juliana]

Men's cologne can throw me into a tizzy. Slap on some Jean Paul Gaultier, Cool Water, Chanel pour Monsieur, or Drakkar, and you will garner my full attention for at least a few seconds. To that end, the boys here at work should not be allowed to wear nice-smelling cologne. It's very distracting.

Women's perfumes, on the other hand, tend to make me sick as a dog. Too floral, too spicy, too much of whatever it is. Calvin Klein is right out (men's fragrances too, actually). I need the crisper scents, the ones involving citrus, lavender, or greens.


Mmmm, Gaultier.

Comments

[datlowen.livejournal.com]

We are total scent twins. Gaultier, especially, gets my attention instantly.

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

I have been known to turn around and follow someone who is wearing Gaultier. It's nuts. But sooooooo nummy-smelling.

[minim_calibre]

I have the exact opposite reaction. Men's scents make me violently, instantly, lingeringly ill, with the exception of Dior's Fahrenheit. Gender neutral scents, like CK One and the Helmut Lang scents, I can deal with.

It could be the green notes doing it, because I have a couple of green-based Demeter scents (Wet Garden and Firefly) that send me into instant headache land.

Mainly, I prefer hippy scents like amber resin and Lush Karma. What I wear daily is a blend of neroli and vanilla essential oils in a jojoba base. (I've been told I usually smell like an elegant head shop.)

[susano.livejournal.com]

Minim and I are twins, except I am totally repelled by Fahrenheit. (I had a roommate once with a skanky, non-bathing boyfriend who unsuccessfully tried to mask his BO with Fahrenheit. It now makes me nauseuous) I think men should all be given lessons on how to sparingly apply cologne as a rite of passage.

I don't wear perfume because I work in a scent-free environment.

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

I think men should all be given lessons on how to sparingly apply cologne as a rite of passage.


Women, too. Actually, over here? Women are the worst. I hate riding the bus in the morning, because I know I'll get ill.

[susano.livejournal.com]

Yeah, a lot of women use too much scent too. I have stronger reactions to men's scents.

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

We are opposites, then. Amber is one of the worst culprits for me. Even my beloved vanilla (sob!) is starting to bother me. Which, actually, is why I don't wear scent myself. I depend on lotions and soaps to impart anything.

[redwright.livejournal.com]

Men's parfum ..... blergh ..... makes me want to scrub their necks with Ivory soap.

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

Mmm, a nummy-smelling man? A very nice thing. Yes.

[debg.livejournal.com]

I am, as usual, at the extreme - these days, my body gets a whiff of anything resembling perfume of any flavour or gender at all and says, um, NO, stop that at once. When I was able to deal, even minimally, with perfumes, I adored Bal a Versailles by Jean Desprez (designed originally for Marie Antoinette, so not maybe the world's luckiest perfume, but gorgeous), and occasionally copuld deal with Paco Rabanne's Calandre.

No more, alas.

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

I have been there, and it sucketh mightily. Mine was a pure stress reaction, though, and has faded a skosh. I'm sorry you can't deal with scent anymore.

Oh No!

[redwright.livejournal.com]

Shall I have J hose me down before I come to the airport?

*smile*

[debg.livejournal.com]

Heh - you aren't picking me up at the airport, sweetie. I have a shuttle all paid for, to take me downtown to about thirty yards from the Millennium's front door.

[redwright.livejournal.com]

oops .... guess I'll go to work that day after all.

:)

[sowilo.livejournal.com]

I feel you on the women's perfume. which is why my scent of choice is a man's cologne. I like it, it smells good on me.

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

Which one? I may just have to follow you around for a while. Of course, I was probably going to do that anyway.... :)

[jesseh.livejournal.com]

I would swear that I couldn't identify a single cologne, except for the fact that Drakkar makes my stomach do flip flops, just like it did when I was dating the two guys who wore it (in high school and college). Guh.

[serenada.livejournal.com]

Drakkar is nice -- I used to wear that, for a heartbeat.

Old Spice gives me trauma. Because if I get attracted to a guy, and then he wears Old Spice (reasonably unlikely, but dangerous all the same) I have "You smell like my dad!" trauma that's just about irreparable.