For Randy's birthday, I bought him a sweater, a jacket, and a bottle of JOOP! cologne.
How could I have guessed that the woody, cinnamon, sandalwood, honey and musk scent(s) would sexually combine with Randy's skin in a way that makes my heart skip a beat?????
The smell drives me
animalistic CRAZY!!!!!
I smell him as he leaves the room.
I smell him lingering on my pillow.
I smell him smudged on my face.
This may be waaaay too much information for most of you, but I find it imperative that I spread the warning of what JOOP! does to a housewife's hormones.
It's exciting
and distracting
and frustrating
and wonderful
and the simplest aphrodisiac I've ever personally encountered!
I feel like I'm canoodling with a new man.
It's the most bizarre thing...
I can't fully explain the effect it has on me because I don't understand it.
I SERIOUSLY HAVE TO HIDE THE BOTTLE!!!!
[for my own good]
Warning:
JOOP! is pheromone crack!!!
