I used a different deodorant today, and I feel a little bit stinky. Very unsure. Hopefully, no one else is affected by this situation. I would prefer this was a personal stinky issue.

I’ve read some studies that say the smell of men’s sweat relaxes women. That sounds pretty disgusting. I usually prefer the smell of cologne—but not eighth grade boy style—that’s a little too much.

Speaking of 8th grade boy style, when I was in middle school, my sweet friend, we’ll call him Jacky, wore so much Polo that it smelled like the entire whole Ralph Lauren polo team had invaded the hallway between classes. Some family friends moved into a rental house that Jacky had lived in for awhile, and while helping our friends move in, we found a huge industrial size box of Polo. It was like I was Indiana Jones finding the Holy Grail box; I knew it had to be Jacky’s.

Somewhere along the line, maybe when I was in college, my dad joined the Polo team. After dabbling on Old Spice and Stetson for a period of years, he suddenly upgraded to the green machine bottle. When I smell it now, I smell middle school, and I smell my dad. And it’s comforting.

I don’t think I’d get the same comfort from smelling my dad’s sweaty socks, if we had saved them. As kids, after my dad got home from work, we used to throw his socks on each other for torture. It was a painfully stinky experience.


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