This morning as I was trying to arouse myself from a cold-medicine induced haze, Anthony came in and pimpingly proclaimed, "Watch out ladies, I'm going old school and wearing the Eternity."
Although hazy, I knew well enough that I had never bought any Eternity for Anthony, and other than a buzz cut every few weeks he sure as hell doesn't buy grooming products for himself, so I asked him what Eternity he was speaking so highly of.
"The bottle in the medicine cabinet, there's not much left--" he replied.
"Come here honey, let me smell how sexy you're going to be for the ladies," I beckoned.
Sure enough on first whiff, "top notes of grapefruit, verbena and fig" greeted my nose. Yep, that was Eternity Summer...for women. Way to get in touch with your feminine side, babe.
So to all my husband's male co-workers, you've been forewarned: hubby is going old school--old school transvestite that is! Try and keep your hands off of him, I dare you.
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