I suspect that I should not be allowed behind the wheel of a vehicle after spending three hours at the mall, dragging Nick store to store in an attempt to find the perfect cologne for him. I suspect this because I drove over a curb and almost drove over a (stupid!) pedestrian on my way home. I had sexy cologne intoxication!
(Favorites right now* are Real by American Eagle, Fierce by Abercrombie & Fitch, and Farenheit by Dior.)