My first feelings after dousing myself in Fantasy is that I am an impostor. An impostor who will not stop furtively sniffing her own hair. My second thought is that I smell like a strawberry-kiwi flavored Lip Smackers that’s been dipped in white chocolate and left to melt on the hot dashboard of a car. As I walk around my apartment in the morning, I pass my roommate who enthusiastically asks, “What is that?? You smell nice!” I demure, “It’s Britney, b*tch.”
— Read more at One Intrepid Cologne-Wearing Journalist's Journey Into the Dark Underworld of Feminine Fragrances, Just in Time for Valentine's Day at People.
“If your favorite perfume includes any musk or citrus notes, don’t expect a second date anytime soon”
That’s a pretty tall order, considering that just about every perfume contains musk notes, and probably the majority have citrus.
I laughed at that one too! Pretty much wipes out 99.9% of commercial fragrances.
That was hilarious! Thanks Robin!
I thought it was one of the funnier perfume articles of recent memory.
OMG, this GREAT! I laughed my you-know-what off! 🙂