Monday, May 20, 2013
Muscs Koublai Khan: It's Dirty, Man
Yesterday, B-man and I went hunting and gathering for frivolous stuff - it's one way we play on Sunday afternoons. On these day dates, B-man often wears one of my perfumes to experiment with different scents, so I put out Serge Lutens' Muscs Koublai Khan (MKK) for him to try. This seemed to compliment my Bond no. 9 sample of I Love New York, the gourmand in the black bottle.
When we first get in the car, I'm all, 'did you put it on? I can't smell it.' B-man says, 'Yeah, I sprayed it just like I do the others.' I press my nose to his neck. 'Okay, there it is, just barely.'
But the monster grows.
As we shop together, I keep smelling what I think is classic dirty hair and unwashed neck. It's B-man. Dirty and unwashed is the anti-B-man. He's always immaculate.
MKK is gagging me.
Me: Um...the perfume you're wearing? I had no idea it smelled so dirty.
B-man: Oh, really? I thought that as soon as I put it on - I figured you knew.
Me: Yeah, it's kind of nasty. I don't think I like it on you.
B-man: Great, I stink.
Me: Well, you don't stink, exactly, you just smell unwashed.
B-man: Does it smell this way on you?
Me: Oh god, I hope not. Sorry. Love you.
B-man: Because smells are really different on both of us.
Me: True, but I'm not sure I want to risk wearing it again.
B-man: Lots of guys stink, so I'll fit right in.
Me: I'm sure you're thrilled about that.
B-man: So I guess no one's going to flirt with me in the produce section.
Later, as we're cooking dinner together:
B-man: Hey, I just caught a whiff of MKK and it smells better to me now.
Me: (Sniffing his neck) Yeah, it does, less BO, more musk.
B-man: Great - I'll just put it on 5 hours before I go out in public.
MKK, you dirty little thing, you.
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Posted by Josephine at 5:32 PM