Ralph Lauren Polo Cologne. My heart is all a flutter thinking about it.

I was trying to locate parking this morning at UB. Always a fun game. I tried several lots, nothing. Went to the paid metered lot, nothing. Ended up driving to the commuter lot and waited 10 minutes for shuttle bus…annoying Perhaps…but…someone up there is looking out for me.

Man who sat next to me on the shuttle bus…was wearing Polo.

(I need a moment, pardon me.)

Ok. I am back. Polo by Ralph Lauren, for those of you who do NOT know is my ultimate ” ” mood enhancer.

And yes, I realize that this scent is almost extinct. No one wears this anymore, blah blah blah…but for those few who do, THANK YOU. Thank you for taking me right back to 6th grade when I dreamed of my adorable crush, the preppy glasses wearing mayor’s son.

And then there is the continued memory in college when my uh, first Phi Psi fraternity cutie PFD (pledge formal date) decided to send me notes in the mail, sprayed with Polo…and the next year Phi Psi PFD who borrowed his roommates Polo because he knew I liked it (oh and he gave me a peach rose) or the days when I would visit him while working in Carr Hall basement and it was him, me and Polo in the air…ah the fond memories!

And I’m recalling a fun little outing in Myrtle Beach which involved a bunch of girlfriends at this AWFUL hip hop club…and the group getting free drinks from one sole rich man who was after one of the Jennifer’s in the group, not myself…and somehow this night morphed into me on the dance floor with following a man wearing Polo…the scent alone made me do it, I believe that Erin danced with him later and he had was it *bad teeth*?

Ahhhh. I tried to get the certain someone-esque who occupied most of my prime years of the 20’s to wear the scent, but to no avail. Stetson was his cologne of choice. I did eventually find Cool Water as a nice compromise…and dutifully bought a gift set immediately upon learning this was acceptable.

Ah Polo Now back to your regularly scheduled program.

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