Inside a friend's car on the way to another weekend boating episode and there is a strong vanilla smell wafting towards me.

'What kind of car air freshener do you use?'
'...?'
'It smells strongly of vanilla back here.'
T says, 'It must be me.'

Later on, 'Stop with the sniffing me like a dog!'

I thought he was kidding. It was a strong perfume, but it was a good perfume. It was definitely a different scent to that of A, who was sitting on the other side of me.

I'm not a connoisseur of scents, but men's selections seem to have just as many variety as the ladies'. I've been to both sides, tried on several different brands. If the scent fits me, appeals to me, connects with me, why can't I wear the men's as well as women's?

T's perfume was a Dior, and I liked it so much that I headed to the nearest Sephora as soon as I got back into town. Much to my surprise, the pumped molecules from the bottles did not produce me the same awaited scent that I was expecting. What about T's bodily chemicals had changed from this husky smell to something more thick and sweet? They were completely different tastes!

It's still a mystery.