so today i tested out my sample of prada amber pour homme.
i didn’t smell it at sephora, just like terres d’hermes,
so i was praying to godthat i liked it. being stuck wearing a scent that smells like poison all day? no bueno.
so i sprayed it on my naked body,
making sure to hit all my pressure points,
and put on a more dressed down look:
lightish blue dress shirt skinny red tie dark blue dress pants dark blue trench coat brown shoes brown belt brown duffle bag
i needed a sample, and i needed a sample BAD!
i was thinking about it all day at work. should go get some on my lunch break? should i wait until after work? yeah. thats it. ill be able to enjoy it more once i get off. ya feel me? i felt like a fiend and it was the foxhole’s fault… Continue reading “Let Me Get A Sample Of That Juice”