Imagine a good looking, masculine, strong, uncomplicated man dressed impeccably with perfect oral hygiene catching your eye across a room. In a sea of other, lesser, men, he’s that one that stands above the rest with quiet confidence, a bold direct gaze, and an easy unbothered smile. He sees you lookin’, witcho lookin’ ass. He accidentally on purpose walks by you and you catch a glimpse of the print in his pants and a whiff of his cologne. Woodsy Mahogany Teakwood. Birch. A hint of black pepper. And is that...is that...coconut? He smells Breezy...like..Ozone?

So many masculine fragrances blended so confidently, so big, so deeply complicated you might reconsider having a hoe phase to satisfy your curiosity about him.

Might. A strong MIGHT.

You could fall asleep in his arms every night for the rest of your life. OR you could scam him, take all his money, and just hold him in your mind as a fond memory on your way to the bank.

IDK. I'm just sayin, you got options.