Let Me Guide You

Ok... very contrived (and cheesy) Austen reference there. I apologize.

I am seriously infatuated with men's scents. So much so, that I happen to have a collection of cologne samples, and my very own cans of Axe. I even wear men's deodorant.

I can't really explain what it is. I buy lots of girlie smelling stuff (like Victoria's Secret Beauty Rush Body Drink Lotion in Grapefruit), and I like it, but I don't like it in the same way that I like the staple musky and spicy tones in men's products.

It's a dangerous obsession.

I will be running on the treadmill at work, and some guy will get on the machine next to me. As soon as he starts to work up a sweat, my head gets foggy, and I seriously consider jumping off with the belt still moving to see if he can still run with me on his back.

Or I'll be walking into Barnes and Noble and a stranger wearing a little too much Acqua Di Gio will hold the door open for me. I catch a wiff as I walk by and the first thing I think of is slamming him down on the clearance table for a little "thank you."

The other night, a very well-groomed friend of a friend introduced me to his cologne collection, and now I can't stop thinking about him. I keep smelling the shirt I was wearing and compulsively checking my Facebook for new messages. I think he planned this.

Do y'all feel me on this? Is it a big conspiracy? Have a similar fettish?

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