You have your Amouage attar, your gold, leather-wrapped atomizer of Windsor, your satin pillow with a bottle of Clive Christian's Imperial Majesty, and you know how to pronounce Baccarats Les Larmes Sacrees de Thebe. You know who you are.
But, what's your guilty pleasure scent? Is a bottle of Jovan Sex Appeal hidden behind your Xerjoff? Do you have a Le Male air freshener in your car?
For me, it's Acqua di Gio. Love the stuff!
Stand up and share with the group, we won't judge. ;-)
But, what's your guilty pleasure scent? Is a bottle of Jovan Sex Appeal hidden behind your Xerjoff? Do you have a Le Male air freshener in your car?
For me, it's Acqua di Gio. Love the stuff!
Stand up and share with the group, we won't judge. ;-)








Haven't been able to sample it yet myself, but plan too soon enough.


I love this stuff, but even my wife hates it. It's the fragrance equivalent of a Dr. Pepper float on a weekend afternoon, and screw the reservations at the sushi bar. I mean, how ridiculous is a bottle that's supposed to look like a cowboy hat? But I swear - the opening of this stuff is just awesome and includes notes from some pricey juices like Riverside Drive and Cereus no.14. 









(this stuff is a powerful fragrance in terms of sexuality, i think it's the musk)