Perfume, which one are you using?

Did you remember your first perfume? And when you start using one? I started using perfume after I reached 22 years old. I remember my first perfume is called Safari from polo. The bottle was quite normal, it’s transparent but there are some patterns on the surface that gives it a classy look. I bought it at Metro Jaya Bukit Bintang.

It took me weeks of careful thinking and multiple “scouting” trips before I plunged myself into the world of perfume. As my initial naïve thoughts is that guys should never use an artificial scent to cover up their natural ones as there is always a saying, that men radiates a kind of smell that actually attracts women, hahaha. I guess what pushes me into it, is a “new” girl in the office.

As you guys aware, based on my looks (look at my profile) I could only moves grasses and not mountains, hence I need to have some kind of “thing” to gives me the “Edge”. After weeks of reading girlie magazine like female and vogue, I have finally concluded that perfume is the “edge” that could actually propel me from a nobody to a “Valentino”.

Anyway it was a good start until it was the time to use it, how the hell am I going to use it? Where should I spray it onto? Which part of the body should be the ideal place? Armpit, ankle, neck, wrists, body, argh too many places to spray to, finally I decided to just spray in onto my shirt instead. 5 presses of the button in the front and 5 presses of the button on that back, that should do it, I thought. It proves to be a disaster that have actually imprinted one of the most embarrassing moment in my life.

On that day (on my first day of using it), I was rushing to work, hence I took a cab. At that time I was working somewhere near Subang. I remember I was at the vicinity area of Subang parade. After almost 30 minutes, I manage to wave down a cab that is willing to take me. It was refreshing to feel the cool air rushing out when I opened the cab door. I sat in the cab soaking up the cool air and DJ voice from the FM radio for around 10 minutes when I realise that the air in the cab seems to be getting warmer.

It was then that I get a glimpse at the driver window. It has been lower down, creating an influx of hot air springing from the tar pavement rushing it swallowing the cool air from the air condition. So I politely ask the driver “Could you close the window? It’s hot in here”. He turns his head to look at me, and he shouted “Cannot, your perfume is suffocating me…”. Argh…., he then goes on lecturing and advising me on the how to use, which brand to buy and etc. I spend the whole journey trying to ignore his yakking and I was covering my front hoping that it will block the smell reaching his nose.

I am not sure why I choose Safaris over others; I guess I could be too intoxicated by the dozen of perfume that I tried until it clouded my judgement. Anyway I guess is the way I used it and not the quality of the perfume itself that have created this embarrassing chapter in my life. I just bought a new perfume from Body Shop, it cost Rm80 after 10 percent discount, the smell is quite mild, it is called Kistna……