Mad Monkey Musk Tales...
Tale One:
So I'll admit that *maybe* I overbought on the Monkey Musk. But I was in a frivolous mood and I figured if for some reason the Monkey Musk didn't work on me, I'd be able to pawn it off on others. So my four bottles of Monkey Musk would be a reasonable purchase. And yes, this is exactly how I justified it to myself. Heh.
But...the Mad Monkey Musk is soooo good! I was worried because Smut and I did *not* get along in any way, shape, or form. But these musks just become so wonderful. I'm in love. Okay. So this is going to be a weird way to describe how the scent smells to me, but it works. This summer, Chris and I visited dayse in Toronto. Well, while we were up there, we went to the Toronto Zoo. They have a huge monkey/ape enclosure that's just a ton of monkeys and apes and rainforest plants and bugs and stuff. That's exactly what the Mad Monkey Musk smells like to me. The Toronto Zoo Monkey enclosure in oil form!
Tale Two:
I opened my bottle, sniffed it, swiped it, and passed it on to Chris for his verdict. He liked it as well, grabbed up the dog, and swabbed the dog with the Monkey Musk! I immediately snatched the bottle back and said that he was NOT allowed to put the Monkey Musk on the dog! The dog wears Coyote and I don't have enough Monkey Musk to last me forever. He looked at the four bottles, called me crazy, and cuddled the gorgeous, monkey musk smelling puppy. Just because we call the dog a monkey doesn't mean he can wear the Monkey Musk.
Tale Three:
I'm wearing Monkey Musk today and I was leaning over a coworker and she asked me what I was wearing. I've done my best to enable many coworkers and they all know about my crazy BPAL obsession. I told her what it was called which made everyone laugh and then everyone pretty much crowded around to sniff my neck. The verdict: It's a crazy name, but damn it smells good!
So the final verdict...
Four bottles of the Monkey Musk just might not be enough.
So I'll admit that *maybe* I overbought on the Monkey Musk. But I was in a frivolous mood and I figured if for some reason the Monkey Musk didn't work on me, I'd be able to pawn it off on others. So my four bottles of Monkey Musk would be a reasonable purchase. And yes, this is exactly how I justified it to myself. Heh.
But...the Mad Monkey Musk is soooo good! I was worried because Smut and I did *not* get along in any way, shape, or form. But these musks just become so wonderful. I'm in love. Okay. So this is going to be a weird way to describe how the scent smells to me, but it works. This summer, Chris and I visited dayse in Toronto. Well, while we were up there, we went to the Toronto Zoo. They have a huge monkey/ape enclosure that's just a ton of monkeys and apes and rainforest plants and bugs and stuff. That's exactly what the Mad Monkey Musk smells like to me. The Toronto Zoo Monkey enclosure in oil form!
Tale Two:
I opened my bottle, sniffed it, swiped it, and passed it on to Chris for his verdict. He liked it as well, grabbed up the dog, and swabbed the dog with the Monkey Musk! I immediately snatched the bottle back and said that he was NOT allowed to put the Monkey Musk on the dog! The dog wears Coyote and I don't have enough Monkey Musk to last me forever. He looked at the four bottles, called me crazy, and cuddled the gorgeous, monkey musk smelling puppy. Just because we call the dog a monkey doesn't mean he can wear the Monkey Musk.
Tale Three:
I'm wearing Monkey Musk today and I was leaning over a coworker and she asked me what I was wearing. I've done my best to enable many coworkers and they all know about my crazy BPAL obsession. I told her what it was called which made everyone laugh and then everyone pretty much crowded around to sniff my neck. The verdict: It's a crazy name, but damn it smells good!
So the final verdict...
Four bottles of the Monkey Musk just might not be enough.