A sniff, a whiff of something delicious.

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.