Her scent, it lingers...

[plumtreeblossom]

Last night at Diesel I hugged a friend. A good 10 minutes later, another friend hugged that person, and then pointed to me and said "You smell like her." Damn. Maybe I need to stop with the dragon's blood oil if I'm leaving a "Mare was here" stamp on everyone.

Dragon's blood is an ancient resin compound that smells like a mixture of patchouli, wintergreen, sex, and sweet kitchen spices. I love it because of its aromatherapy effect on me, and also because I've never known anyone in my life who wore it as a fragrance, so it's "mine."

But then, I don't want to be the Stinky Cologne Person. All commercial perfumes and colognes make me throw up a little in my mouth, and on countless occasions while obliged to breathe Drakkar or Calvin Klein Eternity for Men I've been like "Get out of my air space, Fabio."

So to that end, I'm issuing a public apology to anyone who's had to send something to the dry cleaner's because of me, and henceforth I'll wear less or none at all. I'd rather have the hugs without leaving a trail marker on all my huggees.

Comments

[hammercock.livejournal.com]

I've not yet noticed anything about how you smell, and I hate patchouli, so either you haven't been wearing it when I've been around you, the patchouli is sufficiently masked by the other components, it wears off quickly, or I'm so stuffed up that I can't smell. :-]

[plumtreeblossom.livejournal.com]

Hehe, could be any of those reasons, I guess!