I have a gorgeous perfume, which when I went to get it refilled,the heavily made up woman on the make up counter told it was a guaranteed man magnet, that I must seriously have men falling over themselves to get a faint waft of my exotic perfume - and that I must be knocking the potential admirers back with a ****ty stick....
I didnt have the heart to tell her that so far the only people who had come on to me so far were as Sirens described, fat, bald, over the hill desperate men (usually driving a taxi)
I still love that perfume and Phil insists i wear it everytime I am out without him.... PMSL....
what perfume is it??
).
