Armpit Perfume
I was out of armpit perfume this morning. Going without was not an option as Alaskans sweat like pigs when temperatures reach 60°F. So I grabbed B's, something by Old Spice that he has used forever, so it must work pretty well is what I was thinking. And it's got to be better than nothing.
First: Are mens' armpits really 6 inches wide? Do men want women to believe their armpits are 10 inches wide? Why does the deodorant stick need to be so freaking big?
Also: His stuff is a soft solid, you know, the stuff you have to click up to use? "Two clicks!" the packaging exclaims. Well. What in the world do men do with all this gunk in their pits? It's really gross. Really, really gross.
I wiped it all off and tried again. I only needed half a click, apparently, but that is pretty difficult to achieve. I clicked it once and then semi-successfuly used half of the stick thing to apply it.
Finally: Every time I move my arms I get a whiff of my husband. I love this smell on him, it's better than some of his aftershave. And while I don't particularly like to smell like a boy, it is nice to be reminded of him every two minutes.
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So that's was the manly aura I got when I opened up your site this morning...
I love the smell of men's deodorant in general. In my experience, those soft solid things NEVER work right.
Old spice, mmmmmm. Dad use to wear that stuff, I love it. Marty wears obsession now because it has that "old spice" smell to it.
I occassionally wear Lagerfeld Photo because it smells like Old Spice, except more "upscale" and without the old man connotations my brain assigns to Old Spice because my grandpop wore it.
Nothing's more attractive than a man who smells good. Well, except a woman in lingerie. With ice cream. With rainbow jimmies.
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