So this is what happens when you forget to bring your camera to a great live show followed by fun times at a friend's birthday party - you come home late and take a picture of the first moderatlely interesting object you see (and apparently Sean cheesily posing on my bed didn't make the cut.)
What is pictured above is my perfume bottle: Euphoria by Calvin Klein.
For some reason whenever anyone compliments the way I smell and ask me what it is I'm wearing, that is what I say: "Euphoria - by Calvin Klein." Immediately afterwards I always feel like a huge douchebag, yet for some reason I feel compelled to say it, time and time again.
It's never just a casual "Oh, It's called Euphoria," or "Thanks - it's Euphoria," like I always mean it to be.
Sometimes I just blurt out "Euphoria" but then I feel even douchier because saying "Euphoria" all by itself is even worse, so I quickly follow it up with "by Calvin Klein" in an always failing attempt to reduce my douchiness.
It's making me wonder if it's even worth wearing this stuff.
I mean, I smell fantastic, but at what cost?
I mean, I smell fantastic, but at what cost?
I sound like a douche!
1 comment:
HAHAHAHA! you crack me up.
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