Creed Original Vetiver Is My Second Serious Cologne
by, 5th April 2010 at 12:00 AM (1959 Views)
For 10 years I wore Allure Homme by Chanel, intermingled here and there with the occasional bottle of Platinum Egoiste. I considered Allure to be my signature scent, which in retrospect feels quite unoriginal. Having attended high school in the later half of the 1990s, and college in the earlier years of the Naughts, I suppose it makes sense - Allure was all class in 1999, and continued to be credibly so until only a few years ago. I still consider it to be a fine fragrance, and one that I will wear until my remaining bottle runs dry. But it's time to move on.
And move on I have . . . to Original Vetiver by Creed. Impulse buy. First high-end, higher-spectrum cologne. Second serious cologne. I just smelled it once, examined the bottle for authenticity, and bought it.
I'm on a mission in my life to be a man among the masses, yet one who stands a cut above the street fray - to tailor my style into something both unique and elegantly mainstream. I can't afford to do anything less. I'm in love with a European woman who is both emotionally ambivalent and gratifyingly drawn to me, and I may or may not ever have her. I'm a bored American living in a difficult part of the States - Connecticut - a land of stuffy old New Englanders and New England heritage, tinged with the somewhat staid, socially estranged denizens of my generation. My inner man is a crudely sketched conceit of professional indecisiveness, competence and disinterest, heterosexually romantic ambivalence (with more than an adequate dash of sensitivity), quietly angry and oxy-moronically measured rebellion, and an almost-criminal yet truly comical blankness. That last bit is a characteristic borne of fine up-bringing and a tired intellectual temperament that has, after 28 short years, all but burned itself out.
I wear blue jeans, crisp oxford shirts, some of which are white, battered but dignified casual shoes (NOT sneakers) and now, thanks to impulse, Creed's Original Vetiver. The clear, green sensuality of this fragrance imbues me with a unique confidence, particularly around women, and not because of anything it imparts upon me. Just having something that smells this beautiful emanating from my shirts is enough to say that even if I don't get the girl in the end, she'll have to sacrifice something truly rare and compelling by rejecting me: the daily privilege of inhaling the delicately masterful olfactory apogee that is Original Vetiver.
If how you smell is a contributing factor to a listing of one man's lovable characteristics, let that factor be a graceful given. Let it be this scent!