Almost two years ago, my wicked girlfriend made a pretty giant investment into my scent reservoir. I have always been intrigued and drawn to a wide selection of fragrances because my dad always, always sprayed a new scent every day before he went to work, and as most things about being a respectable man and husband I have learnt from him, I naturally bought many fragrances when I graduated high school. It was years later that I discovered the allure of a fine French scent, one which cost considerably more then your Armani and Gucci scents. Enter Creed, the fragrance of royalty which has garnered me a million compliments with just one fine spritz in the morning. And, now, enter its companion, a body soap to ensure that the true scent of Creed is in my very pores! Thank you once again, wicked girlfriend, for ensuring I smell on point.
