Thank you Drakkar to this day I can’t smell you without remembering a generation of the late 80’s on Long Island  known as the guidos. I borrowed Mom’s amari to match up to the boys.

Thank you Tommy Hilfiger.  Remember smelling you through the 90’s at clubs with Freestyle and Hip Hop. For a time I was a Tommy Girl.

Thank you Polo for bringing me back to 1989 and Frankie holding my hands as we were partnered with to square dance in gym class. Victoria’s Secret shared with me in appreciation of him.

Today’s AXL can never compare to the male scents of yesterday. Britney Spears too floral and Chanel too expensive.

I spray Innisfree from the isles of Ireland. It accents my floral body sprays. Wait for Old Spice to find us.